I'm going to start by blaming Kelly.
She's known me for years, and should be better equipped for talking me off ledges by now.
I'm comfortable with that.
Brief History Lesson: I had a nice 7+ year run writing for and editing My Old Kentucky Blow, a reasonably successful, if not influential, music blog. At first it was just a way of getting free music and concert tickets. Somewhere along the way, I started to actually enjoy it. That led to more opportunities to write about music, some of which actually paid real money, which wasn't hard to take until I started feeling editors were watering down my work. Eventually, my big boy career aspiration got the best of me, and I scaled back my output, and finally gave it up.
That said, I never removed myself from the hundreds of email distribution lists I was on.
Because I truly love music, and discovering great new music is, to me, like finding a $100 bill on the sidewalk.
Last June, at arguably the height of COVID, I moved to Chicago, where I basically knew nobody. Then I proceeded to get fired from my job.
So, stuck in my 500 square foot apartment, I began combatting depression and loneliness by sharing new music finds with friends via Song of the Day! texts.
Most of them played along. Some even seemed to enjoy some of my selections.
And somewhere along the way, I started thinking, "Maybe it wouldn't be horrible to do the whole music blog thing again," albeit on a smaller, more casual, scale.
So I texted Kelly, who obviously didn't realize she was supposed to talk me out of it, and thus was born, Fair Shakes and Just Desserts, a music blog dedicated to beating the bushes for truly new and undiscovered music (via SOTD!), as well as shining a light on forgotten or criminally-ignored artists from past via reissues and new anthologies.
And like so many other things in life, there are no promises and no guarantees.
So maybe one day you'll stumble across something you like here that the big boys of blogging would never touch. Is that so bad?
Just blame Kelly.