When Uncle Tupelo disbanded, did you choose to follow Jeff Tweedy’s new musical venture or Jay Farrar’s?
Love & Rockets or Peter Murphy?
Guns ‘N Roses or…Guns ‘N Roses?
The point is, we needn’t choose. The members of formerly great bands all brought something to the table and they continue to do so after the dissolution of the acts that made them famous.
Desertcurmudgeon or Mazmisc? Again, why choose? A fruitful collaboration helped us find our voices and now those voices both deserve their own venues. If you’re reading this, obviously, you know where to find mine. Here’s where to find Maryellen’s: Bizarre Data Noise. Show her some love.
For those who care, I will eventually be re-posting Ningun Santuario in its entirety so that I can continue creating new installments until it reaches its conclusion. I haven’t decided how to do so yet. It is far too long for a single post, but I also don’t feel it’s necessary to split it back up into the 15 or so posts it encompassed on Two Voices. I need to figure out how to make it available, but in a somewhat archived way so that it doesn’t appear as a new and annoyingly long post.
In the spirit of slack, I will also be capitalizing on the dissolution of Two Voices In One Transmission by re-posting on this page some of my other writing from there that I thought was halfway decent. For those who already read said pieces, I apologize for the redundancy. If it makes it more palatable, think of it as the anticipatory summer re-run season in the run-up to the fall premieres. Or you can choose to think of it as what it really is: the arrogance of a literary hack who wants to believe that the little essays he bangs out in 20 minutes or less are worth re-reading by the handful of followers who were gracious enough to gravitate over to his new but nearly identical web space.
As if to illustrate my point, I will be re-posting another of my pre-existing pieces shortly. I’d tell those who already read it that you’re entitled to a refund if this whole thing weren’t free of charge. That being the case, quit yer bitchin’ and take a trip down (very recent) Memory Lane. What can be more nostalgic than the opportunity to revisit an inconsequential article that you haven’t read in at least a month? But I know you’ll all do so anyway. That’s why you’re awesome, every last one of you.