So finally, Prefix has profile pages for each of its writers. No longer do you have to search for my name to find all the reviews I've written. Instead, just click on this handy-dandy link (it's also permanently posted on the sidebar). Scope my new title: "senior staff writer." Strangely, there are other Prefix writers that have written more often than I have but aren't part of the elite "senior" crew. This leads me to believe that my publisher actually thinks I'm over 60.
Make sure you check out my Calico System review, in which I succinctly skewer the band for failing to rise to even the low standards set for the screamo genre. And then there's my recent review of a Hella concert. I'm not overly proud of this one, but Hella's publicist should be happy that I wrote it at all--I checked with him twice to make sure I was on the guest list, and of course when I got to the El Rey they had no record of my name. My publisher at Prefix was kind enough to pay for the ticket. He shouldn't have had to do that.
Oh this is cool...at the Nels/Alex Cline 50th Birthday Concert a couple weeks back, a skinny Asian-American college student with long dark black metal type hair came up to me and was like, "Hey, do you write Cerebral Metalhead? I dig that shit." Apparently he recognized me from the bearded picture I posted in mid-December. I recognized him, too--he comes up from Orange County every couple weeks for Cryptonight shows. I was elated. Here was my first indication that someone I didn't know actually gave a damn about what I'm doing. In fact, I'm not even sure people I DO know give a damn about what I'm doing. Why don't you people post comments? It's lonely up at the top.