It's Not My World, But I Do Live In It...

Hello. My name is Wildy and I am a blogger. I mean, I used to be, but I intend to be once again. 

I spent eight years writing the wildly popular Wildy's World. Okay, perhaps not wildly popular but decently respected by the independent music community. I completely overdid it for a few years and managed to turn a really fun hobby into something I felt increasingly obligated to do and resentful of. Smart, eh?

So I loved it for the first five years, and pretended to love it for the next three because I couldn't admit to myself that I didn't enjoy it anymore.  Don't get me wrong. I love music. I love writing about music. I just became incredibly burned out after 3,000+ reviews and endless press releases touting the next big thing. 

I made some great friends and acquaintances through the process, but it came time to put the old blog away. After nearly a year of not really writing I find myself hungry to do so once again. I just couldn't go back to the same old playground. 

You might be asking yourself by now, "Who the hell is this guy and why is he telling us his life story?"  That's okay. Ask rhetorical questions. I am writing this for me. If I happen to entertain, provoke, inform or otherwise inspire anyone in the process, that's gravy. 

Here I will talk about music. I will talk about sports and politics and human issues and family and philosophy and whatever else comes to mind. Don't expect a regular format or schedule. I'm here on my own dime and on my time. 

I will continue to throw in the occasional music review if it's something I like or feel compelled to tell you about. The same goes for movies or shows or anything else that catches my attention. Your comments are always welcome. I will moderate comments to filter out disrespectful language, but honest disagreement is always welcome. Name calling and put downs will send your comments to the circular file. 

Why?

Because I said so.