Wishing for the days, When I first wore this suit…
Five years is a pretty long time for a disposable guy writing in a disposable medium. How did I make it this far? It’s probably due to all of the friends I made, cool discussions I had and neat new shit I was hearing. Kept me going. And I don’t think I ran out of steam. If you look at the last six months, I’ve been pretty prolific. Nope, I just ran out of time.
Plus, let’s face it. Eventually I would start running out of steam and the site would start to decline. I would rather bow out on the top of my game. To put it another way, I think I have passed the Damaged – My War – Slip It In stage. I wanna exit before I am in the Who’s Got the 10 1/2? Stage. Definitely don’t wanna become Tom Troccolis Dog.
If there is one thing I have learned in this brutal life punctuated by moments of musical transcendence, its live fast, die young. Maybe not me personally but certainly Last Days. Of course in blog years Last Days is pretty damn old. So I just contradicted myself. It’s writing like this dear readers, that you are going to miss.
Speaking of readers, I can’t really thank you peeps enough. I’m on Facebook…friend me, will ya? I would also love to pick up writing gigs on the fly (other blogs, magazines, greeting cards, ransom notes). I would also love to continue putting together the Last Days podcasts. Probably should talk to my old buddy Kopper about that. You can always reach me at firstname.lastname@example.org as well.
I’ll be keeping the site live for the foreseeable future. I may however, start removing music files when the bill comes due next year. So if you want anything on here, now is the time. The articles, posts, commentary, pictures will all stay up as an online archive for as long as the Dark Lords of the Interwebs allow.
It’s been an amazing run…