So, as fate would have it, we meet again. Some might say that this rebirth is just in time for election season, but we have yet to see if the tone of this interactive space becomes overtly political. The god’s honest truth is that I can’t bare to keep from piddling with this site. It’s like that scab you just have to pick, or the peeling sunburn that pleads for delicate tension. The just-right combination of taut motion and gentle force. That is what this site is for me. An exercise in obsessive contemplation. The feng shui of my mind.

You will probably notice some changes to the overall meat of the site. In an effort to take the focus off of my music-making, I’ve included areas on the sidebar for books and motion-pictures that have captivated my attention as of late. I’ll post reviews of these books and films, should their quality warrant a recommendation.

Music still makes up the majority of my soul, so I will continue to post the songs I write in an effort to share my feelings with whomever chooses to listen. I must confess, however, that I am having a wonderful time engineering the new SOVIETS record. If Michael’s not careful, he could forever turn me to recording only friends' music. I can see the sign in the window now, “Will record for chips.”

I hope to keep the journal fairly active with the combination of autobiographical entries, political & ethical diatribes, book & film reviews, and creative writing posts. My aim is to not offend (although some may certainly take offense), but rather to engage readers, encourage discussion and provoke thought. Lofty goals for sure. I don’t assume the ramblings of some kid in Pittsburgh will achieve any of them, but it’s definitely worth a shot at one - or a small part of one. If for nothing else than to pick at my mental sunburn.