A collection of thoughts to commemorate the launch of my new website (Introduction)

What am I doing here?

I’ve got a lot of things that interest me that I want to lay out in essay form, niche interests to broad strokes and plenty of intersections to discover and invent. I’m first and foremost a musician, and I love to share my music and lyric ideas. Categories like film, books, music, basketball, art, history, architecture, writing fiction, nature, writing lyrics, games and all the things I enjoy can all be put through leftist, collectivist, anti-capitalist lenses.

Our interests won’t 100% intersect, but I’m hoping to present everything in interesting and relevant ways to give context and have fun. I’ve been enjoying receiving the newsletter/website format in my own life, so it’s time to compile and present my own. Here’s what I’m thinking: irregular article/essay/art posts throughout the week pulled from a large list of categorical interests to choose from, 2 or 3 each week, make them good and cool and dump them out into the world of personal email inboxes in newsletter format.

I’m starting the Concrete Peninsula; I’m living on the Concrete Peninsula. Deep in the heart of privatized capitalist hell, sharing resources like musical instruments and ideas, what else can we do but organize and share our best efforts?

I’m starting it but I want to expand immediately to give space and voice to my friends, a potential launching pad for the topics and categories I want to share to be shared with me as well. Guest posts, collaborations and contributions will flow through the fabric of the Concrete Peninsula. On the Concrete Peninsula, it’s dangerous and stagnant, a stinking, sweltering heat decay reflecting off the pavement and directly to our brains and I need help.

Trapped in the armpit of heating waterways but trying my best and having fun along the way. The crumbling decay of social media as a viable way to stay connected pushed me inwards, but there’s a sick part of me that still wants to scream into that void. “…Psychological methods to sell should be destroyed,” we are still yelling with the ghost of D. Boon, praying for a way to remove ourselves from the failure of capitalism.

I want to be autobiographical, I want to fit fun in with big thoughts; to use the culture I interact with and create to share light through a window on a Concrete Peninsula, searing the desire to share resources and imprinting it directly into the asphalt.

Let’s build and share together. Let's do it diy and let's do it punk.