Someone this week asked me where do I go to get things off my chest or to express myself. I really couldn't answer that question and have been thinking about it a lot. For the past couple of years I have fallen into a rut and have slowly become old. I no longer do as much art as I would like, or read, or go to shows, or even listen to music. These things seemed so important to me for over a decade, and the past few years they have slowly faded away. This was how I expressed myself for so many years. My art would drive me crazy, spending so many hours just thinking by myself that I would go thru a range of emotions sitting at my drawing table. Just lost in my head, sorting thru all the things I had stuffed away in my emotional jar. Listening to albums that would remind me of all the things that had happened to me. Going to shows and letting it all out in the crowd singing and dancing along to the music that I had some emotional tie to.
Well i decided that I needed to get in touch with those things that had once kept me sane. So after the seeing a man with an usb turntable, I busted out some records (yes the old school 12") and spent some time listening to some of the music from my teenage years that helped me through that part of my life. So this blog is the result of that need to go back and find where I fell off the path and find myself again. I named it after the last single i needed to fill my Click Click collection, that I found at the now defunct Rhino records in westwood when I first moved to the LA area. This single was a very important find as the Click Click collection has played a strong part in keeping in touch with my past and placing it with my new life.
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