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Aloha!

It's been awhile, no? A little over a year ago I bid this blog farewell and promised to redirect the faithful to my new home on the internet whenever I found one, and with the luck of the cyber gods, I did. Thanks to advances in technology I don't have to miss out on this beautiful weather holed up in my blog-cave - I can now update administer everything from the deck of my yacht.

From now on you can find all the insight, vitriol, and controversy you've come to expect by clicking below:

http://www.infinitepool.net/blog/

And for a limited time only, intrepid explorers will find a tasty easter egg by cruising to the aforementioned site : ) I'll miss my TNRR crew, but there's still cool shit happening between us that hopefully we'll announce soon. Onward Voyager!

Hold On!

I've got something in mind. But Check this first!

NOT DEAD

The End

You know what they say about 'all good things'. After 2 1/2 years of occasional posting and very little increase in readership, my tenure at TNRR is coming to a close. This will be The Truth's last transmission. It's been fun, as working with the Drutang always is, but the blog has struggled to find an original voice in a too-crowded blogosphere. Even my moniker's not original, having already been taken by Beanie Sigel and (as I come to find from watching a lot of TV recently) NBA all-star Paul Pierce. Hopefully I'll move some of my 'writing' to a new super-secure internet location in the near future where it might have a little more impact.

BUT,

It wouldn't be right to end this without turning you on to at least one cool thing, and that thing is Ken Calliat's new book Making Rumours. Calliat was the producer for that storied Fleetwood Mac album, and in this tell-all memoir he gives the scoop on production recipes as well as all the juicy gossip you've been waiting to hear. In fact, this un-focused approach has led to some poor reviews of the book, but if you want in depth explanations of how sounds are made and hear about the time Lindsey punched his girlfriend in the face, then Making Rumours is a must read. Plus, you'll find out exactly how much coke was done, what the band's favorite drink was, and what their 'trancension jams' were all about. TNRR readers are sure to be into it.

Why am I leaving? Why can't I stick with it, plough away trying to produce memorable original content, maybe even a meme or two, maybe make some Google Ad Sense $$, and eventually win a Webby Award? Why can't I stick with anything long enough to pass through the high plain of Mediocrity and reach the pillars of Excellence? Where is the reason? Look, don't blame it on me. Blame it on my Wild Heart.

I must now depart, only to arrive soon enough somewhere else on the Internet, like a subatomic particle that is sort of everywhere and exactly nowhere all at once. Until we meet again...

100,000 Songs and Runnin'

The other day I finally passed the 100,000 song mark in my iTunes library... right before it crashed and irretrievably corrupted, I glimpsed the magical number of 100,360-something Items (I didn't lose the files, but I do now have to repopulate the library from scratch. If you're anal about your metadata, I'd think about keeping backup copies of your library). Since this number represents over a decade of buying and selling, borrowing, burning, and stealing, fucking and getting-fucked-by the music industry, I thought I'd mark the occasion by having a celebrity remind you all how Right I Am. Because if 100,000 songs - and no, most of my shit ain't on Spotify - doesn't mean I have the Truth on my side, then I'm really in trouble. Remember when I went on yet another boring, didactic rant about 'why the fuck am I using Greatest Generation-wave technology to listen to music in 2011?' It's the (lack of) sound quality in digital music, not by accident but by design. It baffles me why even SACD's have made zero inroads over the last decade, or why labels won't at least try to release high fidelity files over the internet, and consequently why my 100,000 song archive has to sound like shit. Of course Neil Young agrees with me, he's been beating this horse for decades.

Here's Neil, at a lame conference for old people who want to feel hip to technology, telling it like it is (or should be):

Neil speaks the truth - music doesn't sound, technically, as good as it did in 1978, piracy is the new radio, and Steve Jobs ❤ vinyl. Here's to wishing for the day when iTunes feels more like this:

Now, if I could only get 365 days worth of music on my computer - how many songs would that be...