My space is your space

Times have certainly changed...and you know you're getting old when you say those words. Getting turned on to new music used to be achieved through word of mouth, or maybe a Rolling Stone article, or possibly the rare chance encounter with a live band at the local bar. However, the NEW and IMPROVED way of expanding one's musical horizons, one step beyond the soon-to -be-obsolete institution of band websites, is MySpace. I have to admit, I'm relative late-comer to the MySpace phenom, given the whole child-seeking, sociopathic, "no really, I'm a fifteen year old boy from Spokane" edge to it all. And the idea of a personal (non-band) page still kind of creeps me out. But what an amazingly cool thing to be able to skip from artist to artist, linking here and there, listening to all this great original material, being TURNED ON to more music in five minutes than I did in my entire senior year of high school. And the coolest thing of all is getting to hear what my friends have been doing musically these days. Beechwood, Mini Jacket, NSI, Ron Noyes Band, Scalawag, Grayson Capps, Tim Hall, Michael Crane, and through all of that discovering Jon Nolan, the Vipers, Cliff Murphy, the Molenes, and countless others. All of this good stuff has inspired me to crawl out from underneath my imaginary pile of whale vomit, dust off a few ditties, and join the cyber-space pre-apocalyptic revolution...that is, until some weird guy from Jersey named "Uncle Ricky" wants me disclose personal bathing habits.