Mea Culpa: I suck.
6 months ago, I moved from Washington, DC to Charlottesville, VA. At the time, I expressed optimism that the change of music scenery would invigorate my writing and jumpstart this blog. That was not the case.
In fact, the life change proved fairly overwhelming and, despite my best intentions, I completely dropped off the map. I know how devastating this was to my loyal readership. I feel like a
bad parent. Not, like, Leland Palmer-bad, but my trail of broken promises is a major let-down to the great ideas that inspired me to start this project.
And yet, we rock on. It's a (relatively) new year still, and in 2010 my resolution is to pick up right where I left off and bring it all back home. No more hand-wringing, no more apologies, no playing catch-up. Just a clean slate and Egan Caufield going full
tweed ahead.
My informal sabbatical might not have been the worst thing in the world. I have been catching up on some old music that I've unjustly ignored, including Sunny Day Real Estate and Wilco's back catalog. Now that I'm a bit more settled in, I should have more regular time to write, not to mention a massive backlog of ideas on how to make the blog cooler for you guys. Shorter pieces, more C-Ville scene stuff, more links to good/new/unheard music, and
maybe even a constructive use of the Twitter medium.
Believe Dat!!!
Skeptical? I don't blame you. But the proof, they say, is in the pudding. So, stay tuned to this space for a solid helping of music...pudding.
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