Well, the first thing I post on here must surely admit my relative ineptitude and unfamiliarity with this technology and process, but I'll work it out, and this will hopefully become more reader-friendly as we go. Secondly, I want to make it clear that when I end my personal profile with "if you don't like it, I don't give a shit," I'm not being a prick, I'm just hinting at what I feel is a crucial and incredibly admirable element of the whole process of writing and performing music. I think musicians have to maintian a certain edge that says "screw you" or "I don't give a shit" from time to time. To have your music survive in a place like Windsor (and really anywhere) you have to understand that sometimes it may feel somewhat thankless. Your songs might not always catch people the way you had hoped, or there may not be places who think your shit is worthwhile, but the psyche of a musician has got to be like his/her fingers... callused. I don't want to sound like a total hippy or motivational speaker (but if I sound like one, I hope it's like Chris Farley's old bit on SNL) but music has got to come from such a persevering force within, that regardless of what happens outside of oneself, you have to keep playing and understand that if you ever stop, you'll lose touch with an amazing experience and only shift the aforementioned stresses to some other aspect of life which will surely be less fulfilling. I hope that this blog can highlight some of those Windsor musicians who keep strummin' through both the literal and figuarative smog. I gladly raise a glass (and likely 6-10 more) to many of you, and I hope that if nothing else, this may get some more bodies in Phog, Billie's etc. or direct some much deserved attention your way. My next post will start speaking of such folks more directly and name some places, times and previews where you reading can see and hear what I'm talking about. Keep Rockin' Ya'll.... (OR YOU'LL BE LIVING IN A VAN DOWN BY THE RIVER!)