Spin Magazine

I used to love Spin once. I really did. Maybe something happened to me, maybe the problem lies with the magazine, but I've really lost my patience with this music rag. It's almost popular to hate on music journalism, but I used to want to join the ranks of those who interviewed artists both good and bad. It was heady days when I thought of questions to ask Spencer Cobrin. I felt a thrill at the idea of writing books about my favorites. I thought that perhaps one day I would write a book about Moby. Yes, Moby. You might wonder at that choice but I feel that he's contributed to music in a meaningful way. Besides, he's just as much a fan of things as I am.

So do I have to give up on thoughts of joining an established music publication in the age of self-publishing on the internet? Perhaps I like my rambling entries that don't necessarily have to go anywhere.

On a lighter note, I found this blog while doing a GIS for Martin Gore so that Rasterized Dave Gahan could have a friend in our living room. I've thought about drawing little music-related comics, but now I don't have to?