Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Making a life-changing move somewhere I never, ever thought I could possibly end up took a lot of time, energy, and, went initial thinking, a lot of the inspiration for this blog.

I'm trying to avoid the cop-out that would be calling my new home a cultural wasteland. It might not have much of the sort of culture I'm enthusiastic about, but that doesn't make the Gold Coast any less interesting, and there's always pockets of your sort of sanity wherever you go. Even if there isn't (and there is), there's always the internets. Really though, not having much common ground with most folks here doesn't have a whole lot to do with not writing. I came here to follow a part of my life that has nothing to do with music, and makes thinking about music hard, harder than I was realising it already was to make what I wrote about worthwhile; something I was feeling I didn't have a handle on where I was.

Increasingly, this blog was feeling like so much air. Things happen that you should be caring about, but we're not given time to make up our minds about what's right, and decisions are made by people who should, but consciously don't have our best interests at heart before you've even begun to process the issues and it's already happened; a thousand sermons from the mounts of Blogville being what they are and nothing else. But that's part of the fun I guess. Right now, the ocean is distracting me from this sort of fun, and despite surfing in it being the greatest expression of living-in-the-moment-ness I know, I don't know how interesting that is to write about.
Thanks HG, ES and JJJS for the prod though. It could be.

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