Someone said to me, "yours is not a bullshit blog," a compliment for which I am grateful. I know that many people who have blogs post the most banal details of their day in drearily minute and unnecessary detail. At the same time, there are lots of blogs (see links section) of a personal nature that I do enjoy.

I don't post that kind of stuff because of two reasons; first of all, I'm not a fan of banality. I know that sounds obvious, but I'm talking here about the kind of banality I see everywhere in the creative arts nowadays that I, personally, blame on Andy Warhol in particular but also (and to a lesser extent) the Fluxus-types of the 50s and 60s.*

I think many blogs have the tendency to approach that awful banality of Warhol and Fluxus, only without the joke. Warhol was intentionally banal–which I think made for <b>important</b> but not <b>good</b> art (I'll write more about my feelings about art another time).

I tend to shy away from that stuff because I don't enjoy banality, generally speaking. The concept of, say, a full-length primal scream album is enough; I don't feel like I have to actually hear it to appreciate its artistic value, trust me.

This brings me to my second point–<b>nobody cares about my day.</b> I mean, unless you're a celebrity or something, who give a shit, really? Nothing exciting happens to me anyway, at least not anything I'd want to put in (virtual) print.

So why are you reading this post? Because something exciting <b>did</b> happen to me today! I bought this long-playing Bach record a long time ago, from a bin outside an antiques store on 4th Avenue in Manhattan. It cost me a dollar, I believe. So, it's Virgil Fox playing the organ: Toccata in F, Fugue in C minor, etc. I had played it when I got home, and frankly, I was not impressed. Very slow and heavy handed, I thought.

So today I was looking for records to play so as to drown out the drum 'n' bass that my roommates like to put on the living room stereo. I decided to blast Virgil Fox for fun. On a whim, I set the record on 45, just to see what would happen, and would you believe it? This record was obviously mislabelled! It sounds great on 45. Imagine that–a 45 record mislabelled as a 33 1/3!

Exciting, very exciting.

<small>*I wrote a whole paper about Fluxus at university whose major thrust was that it (Fluxus) had ruined the legacy of Duchamp, who I will always maintain was the most important artist of the 20th century.</small>