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i've decided that tomorrow is wednesday on the blog and that today is thursday, because sometimes you just need to shake up the order of time. [she means that the world wide wednesdays post will be up tomorrow. -ed.]

for today, i have a little trinket of news for you who might have perused posts here about music. in the last few years, i've backed off writing reviews of albums for a number of reasons [chief among them that any writing i was doing at the time for others was about music and the whole purpose of this space was that it was somewhere i could talk about other things], but that doesn't mean that i've stopped having opinions about music. it really doesn't.

recently, i got in touch with the editor of heathen harvest, which for years has been akin to the bible of extreme music of various sorts. somehow, i've ended up convincing them that it would be a good idea for them to inflict me on their readers. the first album review i've written in years- of the new halo manash release- is now up on the site and there will be more to follow.

it feels good to be writing about music again and i'm a firm believer that there remains a point to writing about music even in an age when we can all just click on play to see whether or not a song or an artist appeals to you. it's a way of throwing out ideas to spark conversations about music [because music damn well should be something that can be discussed, not just enjoyed] and it's a way of linking things to a larger picture, providing a context that can help people find other things that they like. alternately, it can just be a venue for people who like to talk about music too much to impose their opinions on others.

heathen harvest, however, is a lot more than that, with news, interviews, exclusive videos and podcasts and lots of interesting work done by people who aren't me, so i highly recommend that you spend some time perusing the dusty nooks and crannies of the site and getting to know what it is that they do.

i had a few tag lines that i'd thought of using for this new venture, such as "proof that i know what capital letters are" or "it's like the blog, but edited by someone who knows what they're doing" [hey! -ed.] or "written more or less sober for greater coherence". but not every new writing adventure requires a tag line. some just require saying "i'm doing this new thing and i'm very excited about it!" and i am.

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