The Christening of a Blog

I had never heard the word blog until 9:00 am Monday morning, the first hour of the first class of my college career in Joe Natoli's WRA class about Radical American Thought. He had just written a book, Memory's Orbit, in which each chapter is critiqued by imaginary bloggers. He kept talking about how important blogging is and how it will be the wave of the future, but I had never even heard the word.

It seems fitting then that in what would be my final week of classes in college (had I chosen to graduate instead of going on for another year), I am starting a blog. I don't really see myself using it in any important "I think the government is destroying our [fill in the blank]" sort of way, but still, I will try to at least use it in some way that's important to me.

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With that being said, the only reason people around here have blogs anyway is just posting silly little snippits of their lives, and photos they've taken that they really like but didn't run in the paper. Or something along those lines.

So, here are some photos I took of my friends bands. Specifically, the Milford Miracle Man, Jeff Pianki. 

He is amazing at everything, from skateboarding, to writing music, to holding up couch cushions. These days he spends most of his time playing and writing beautifully poppy folk music. Recently he did a collaboration with Christie DuPree of Eisley (sort of) which is a wonderfully prototypical Jeff song: syncopated acoustic guitar with pretty embellishments and broadly relevant lyrics. 

It's so heart-warming to listen to music your friends make, or experience anything that your loved ones make, and genuinely enjoy it. I am always impressed with things that Chelsea makes, and with photographs that Joe takes, and I love that. Being surrounded by talented, loving, warm, open, attractive people is such a great feeling. It makes bad things in life seem like they don't matter.

Alright, first post down. Probably like, six more to go, realistically.

Seán