Welcome…

… to my nightmare? I guess.

Howdy! My name is Chris. I’m just another joe schmoe lost in the arena crowd of sweating, roaring and fist-pumping rock fans eager to tell you what a show it’s been.

Actually… no.

However, I’ve had the urge lately to put down in words what my mind’s been preoccupied with, since the days of my youth, really. For the most part, it’s nothing much. Yet every once in a while, whatever enters (or entered) my ears via the web, mp3s, radio, cassette tapes, LPs, 8-tracks and 45s (you do remember those, don’t you?) becomes a part of me and consumes me like The Thing does the dog! And this is what gets me doing air guitar in the shower and dancing with myself silly while cooking dinner. It’s really one of those things that makes me better in whatever else I do… and my life worth jack.

True, I’m a rock and roll fan. I’ve been one since I was a toddler. I can honestly tell you this, as my mom once said she had to play the Beatles to get me to swallow my Gerber, or even fall asleep. Hmmm… if anything, I should probably just blog about that, huh?

Anyhow, I’m excited as I know I’m not the only one feeling the same way. And there’s a lot to talk about. Memories, news, hearsay, random rants. Well hey, even music, I think. Imagine that! There’s gonna be stuff in here that’s probably gonna make some think I’m nuts, or a geek, or even cool. And some might even go… Huh?

Yep, this ain’t no Top 40 show, folks. In fact, just like the records of old, if blogging has a B-Side, this would probably be it. Now, let’s see how much diversity we can manage to squeeze in here. After all, it’s all just rock and roll anyway, right?

So yeah… welcome to my nightmare. I think you’re gonna like it.