This little blog launched eight years ago today, on July 2, 2003. The posts are less frequently now than they once were, and less glib, but The Blogging still carries enough satisfaction with it that this Fool is likely to keep wandering these woods for some time to come.
For last year's seventh anniversary, I linked back to seven posts from the past seven years. This time, a selection of eight posts from the preceding twelvemonth that do not, I think, embarrass their author too much.
- Tableaux Vivants? "Art!" Tableaux Vivants It? "Now!"
- Drive-In Saturday: Ernst Enough For Us
- Metaphysics in Bakersfield
- Everybody Give It Up for . . . Giving Up!
- ". . . the pages turn and tell themselves . . ." [Penelope by Sarah Kirkland Snider, performed by Shara Worden and Signal]
- Drive-In Saturday: Nothing Beats the Great Smell of Brutalism
- A Ramble on Gavin Bryars
- Blawg Review #305 ['I've Got a Little List']
Although it is not really reflected in that selection, this blog has been skewing increasingly toward the subject of music. Something like 80% of posts so far in 2011 have fallen into that category, and I predict that the trend will continue for the next little while at least, as I have a sizable backlog of musical subjects that I want to write about but that haven't yet escaped to the screen. As with so many other good things, music is more easily consumed than written about.
So, off we go into the unknowns of a ninth year of blogging. And to see this point our in a musical vein: Czech, please!