ComEnts

I was just randomly surfing MySpace, reading various blog entries of friends of mine so I thought I should really post something on here. As is so often the case I start these entries with no real idea what I'm going to say. This is probably obvious to whoever is reading it. Kevin, who's crazy idea it was to inflict these ramblings on the general public, insists that we'd be surprised how many people read this blog. I know I've mentioned that before at least once but the idea is so bizarre that I still don't believe him. Or possibly I don't want to believe him because if I believe people are reading it I might have to start thinking carefully about what I write!

I think what got me started on that again is that my last couple of posts got random comments from Emily and Stacy. Now, cynical old internet vet that I am this puzzled me. Where is the link to "check out my new webcam" or "btw, I know a great cheap online pharmacy...".

A few weeks ago we had lovely comments from "phentermine" (google tells me it's a diet pill - you saying I'm fat spam bot?), now that I could understand. There's the angle and the link to the scam. Before that we had a generic comment with a link to a "penny stock investment" blog, again, nice and understandable.

Generally the only comments we get from real humans are either AK or myself replying to each others posts, or someone we know either from that crazy place known as 'real life' or from Berkshire Live, so when random people turn up it's a bit weird.

But what's the angle here, if I reply will we get the next installment with the scam? Or, more bizarrely, are they actual real girls who've randomly stumbled on Coments and find it interesting? Nah. You see? It's a ridiculous concept isn't it!

Damn, I had a load of stuff to say about music and recording and songwriting and local gigs and things but I've posted too much already, I don't want to get into one of those AKesque epics. I'll try and remember to come back tomorrow.