This Little Underground

Just think about the views I transmit. Mine is an opinion, not thee opinion. And this is meant to be a formal, considered and edited starting point for thought – or, better, discourse on musical matters – not some sort of bible. When it comes to this or any column, it's more important that you chew it over, not drink its Kool-Aid. My responsibility is to music fans that have finite time, money and opportunity to mine the endless maze of music out there. And my job is to call it like I see it. Anything else – support, advocacy – is gravy.

While some artists don't value straight opinion, an entire audience of music heads does. If you're an aspiring public musician, understand the natural rules of the game. To even have a chance of making it to any meaningful degree, the absolute minimum is to be good (duh) and to have thick skin. And guess what? Being able to receive criticism is a shortcut to achieving the former. Even with the predominance of inanity in all Internet comments sections, I still at least consider the thoughts you guys post on what I do. Any with a valid point I've tried to adopt.

Just saying.

The Doctor Is Out

Be brave, my babies. There'll be no column next week. But that's only because it'll be our ultra-mega annual Best of Orlando edition. Confetti cannons, go!

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