We're like comets but we're not that bright

Ok, this is my first blog post. Nothing challenging, nothing especially thoughtful - just a brief introduction.

I'm a 26 year old indie rock obsessive, originally from Garston in south Liverpool (currently residing three-and-a-half miles down the road in Wavertree). As a third-generation Everton supporter, I spend a good deal of my life frustrated and dealing with accusations of being a 'bitter Blue'. My good buddy Newt (of whom you are likely to read much, if football becomes the recurring theme of my intentions...) has a stock response to this, which I never tire of hearing: "Fucking right! We've got a lot to be bitter about!" That's not necessarily my opinion, but it never fails to raise a wry smile. Knowing, as I do, that EFC's juggernaut of disappointment shows no sign of slowing down at any time soon, I imagine I'll be returning to this subject quite often.

In any case, this blog isn't intended to be solely about football. It'll be about music - lots of it - and no doubt film, books and comics too. All of which we can return to at a later date. This post is just to get me started - the blog as a whole is for writing practice, and maybe externalising some of the more ridiculous musings that pass through my consciousness during the day. We'll see how that works anyway.

Right. This will serve as a suitable juncture to sign off for the time being... In the meantime, I'm going to continue the 90s emo revival that's been taking place on my stereo of late. Now where's my Jazz June album...?

w x