Sometimes I wish I had a sense of how many people actually were paying attention to the content of this blog. As a test, I'll say here that for the next 30 minutes, I'm going to use my special live stream experiment to play some of my original rock-star days. So, if you're lucky enough to be an night-owl worker like me, you'll take a listen and you'll either be horrified or absolutely amazed or most likely somewhere near indifferent. If you do listen, for some reason, drop a line in the comments.
This experiment will likely be repeated. I'm trying to keep the stream up 24 hours a day, so even if you're getting this at another time, you'll hear stuff from the Charlottesville Podcasting Network. As I've said before, I enjoy the serendipity of not knowing what's coming up next. So, hence, the stream. Occasionally I do live experiments with it, but for the most part, it's the last week of podcasts. So, take a listen and let me know what you think.
But for the next 30 minutes, you'll get the chance to hear what it's like when I "sing" in the improvisational way that we used to do. To some, that may be a special treat.
Striking down the mundane and dastardly while retaining a certain obscure turn of phrase, denoting something elusive yet concrete.
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