A couple years ago I wrote a post that was more or less me eulogizing the loss of PastePunk. It was a hugely important website for me. Deep in my heart I wanted to try and matter to someone as much as that site mattered to me. I really don’t think I ever succeeded in that, but it was worth a shot anyway. No one is going to eulogize this dumb blog, so I’m going to have to do it myself.
I got into writing this thing because I love punk rock. I love how it gave me a scene to be part of when I was younger. I love how it gave me an escape when shit got bad. I love the people I’ve met because of it. I’ve spent the last 7 and a half years (inconsistently) writing about bands that I thought were cool. I wrote a couple negative reviews. Three, I think. I still stand by two of those. I learned early on that it was more rewarding to write positive things about stuff you like than negative things about stuff you don’t. There are a shit million “focus on the negative” blogs on the internet. Fuck being that.
There is a thing Aaron Cometbus wrote that I’ve always loved. He said:
“I wanted a new lifestyle too, a new lease on life, but couldn’t make that change. I was still paying off an old debt. Sounds dumb, but punk had saved my life, and part of being a punk for me was taking on the responsibility to give something back. Save someone else’s life and safeguard my own. I had a lot of work to do.”
I’ve done about as much as I can, I think. I’ve been involved in punk rock, in one capacity or another, for more than half my life. I’m 32 years old, and I know that isn’t old in the grand scheme of things, but I feel less and less connected to whatever the “punk community” is. No one wants to keep reading an old punk’s opinion on music that is largely defined by youth. And I certainly don’t want to be the internet version of the weird old guy who keeps showing up at all ages shows.
I’ve been threatening to pull the plug here for the last two years or so. Every bit of promotion I do is instantly made pointless by me cutting myself off at the knees every chance I get. I got a bunch of readers following me when I was on Blogger, so I switched to WordPress on a whim. I caught an offhand link in a Slate article that sent over a thousand people my way in the course of an afternoon, so I fucked off for six months and wasted a huge chance to expand my readership. I made a Facebook page thing, and maybe 20 people liked it. I lose readers every year, and have been since traffic peaked in 2014. People would 100% stop sending me promotional materials if they saw how low my views are. I don’t want to sound all morose and bitter. It’s (mostly) been a fun thing. I’ve found some of my favorite bands because of this. I’ve gotten to interact with bands and labels that I love.
Thanks for reading though, especially the ones who’ve stuck with me since 2010. This blog will stay up for as long as WordPress exists, or until I decide to delete it. Could go either way.
I’ll still be on Twitter yelling about shit on occasion. Get at me on there. I guess I’m on Instagram and Snapchat too (teamreasonable and thejoekelly). Those are mostly pictures of my cats though. Probably not worth a follow. I’m keeping the email address active, so catch me on there maybe? teamreasonable @ gmail.
Anyway. See you around.