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More on this to come when I get around to really giving MySpace the hammering it so richly deserves (this quote hints at it: “Not being utterly dependent on any single service provider not only matters, but is an essential virtue too rarely visited and too lightly respected”).

For now, I direct you to the Doc Searls’ article from which the above quote was culled entitled, “Blogging = Freedom.” It’s an eloquent response to the Wired article entitled, “Twitter, Flickr, Facebook Make Blogs Look So 2004.”

I’m sort of sad to say it, but I really feel Wired may have run its course. What was once a vital, cutting edge must-read now just seems…well, hardly relevant. I’ve even let my subscription (the one I’ve had basically since they launched) lapse. Frankly, I think they can’t compete with precisely who they’re flogging in this article…blogs.

Mr. Searls’ argument is best summarized by this quote:

As personal journals on the Web go, blogs have no substitute. Twitter is fine for 140-character micro-postings, and for the ecosystem surrounding it. But micro-posts are not journals. Flickr is great for posting, tagging, organizing and annotating photographs, and for allied services such as creating groups and the rest of it, but it ain’t blogging. Facebook has some blogging features, but at the cost of forcing the blogger to operate in a vast hive of non-journalistic activity — and flat-out noise.

Note the word “ecosystem.” This is the key.

Certainly, I love me some Twitter, and I strongly endorse the use of Flickr and Facebook and Tumblr and many others; with one big caveat: they must all relate back to a Central Destination. For many of us, that Central Destination is a blog or site (and the distinction continues to blur).

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Not sure how I’ve managed to be unaware of ex-Sleater-Kinney guitarist/vocalist, Carrie Brownstein’s blog, Monitor Mix. Suffice it to say, it’s going in the RSS reader.

She recently wrote a great post about her experience at a Nick Cave show.

I love her writing. Ya know, the whole “dancing about architecture shit” can be disproved. To wit:

I love being a new witness. A convert. Sometimes, I want music to knock me down so hard that it’s a struggle to stand up again. The best music, and especially some of my favorite live moments, are like this — so forceful that I need to regain my balance. Yes, it’s unnerving to be caught off-guard by a sound — for it to unsettle as oppose to soothe. But it’s not a bad thing, on occasion, to have music cause you to lose your footing. By the end of the Nick Cave show, it felt like I’d fallen hard.

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