It's hard to find good cheese.

Yes sir. After being away since August 26th, I'm back in a brand new way. Like the way one might try to tape their tongue to a ceiling fan. That doesn't make any sense and neither will anything I end up posting here. It never did in the past so why start now.

You may have already noticed a change in the way the author is being described. Yeah, media5 has been whittled down to one so from now on it's "I" and not "we". Ha ha. I said we. That's how the French say yes. Well, that and the use of force. I'm kidding. I'm kidding. Relax.

As you can see the format will remain the same. There will be talk of music and my one-eyed cat. That's not a penile reference. I actually have a one-eyed cat. You like that don't you?

Ok, so I saw a show the other night. It was Tuesday night in fact. The band was called Teitur. They played at the Mercy Lounge here in Nashville (btw: I live here now. Don't try to find me. Especially if you're the Man.) and they were very interesting. Opening was this cat by the name of Troy Johnson. Both acts were fantastic. Check out their websites and buy their records.

Like an 80 year old with a bag of bran muffins, I'm going to try to keep this regular so please check back. I missed you. Actually, I didn't. I was just making that up to make you feel better. But if you're reading this to feel better about yourself, you should probably just take up drinking. media5