Welcome back.  Miss Meow, yours trewly, has gone through some changes in career and life.  I had to let the keyboard gather a little dust so I could try flinging paint instead of words.  But mostly I spent the late nights putting my head back on straight after having it squorshed and skweeshed by common human nonsense.  I’m back now.  OG MSG founder Soda Survive has bequeathed his beloved collection of writings and its titular domain to me.  I will now proceed to continue filling it with my own goo swirl of whimsy and weird.

Here’s what you can expect.

1. AI writing can chew on my terminus.  You will find none of that diarrhea here.

2. Submissions.  We’ve still been getting submissions but I want more.  Send me your tunes, especially the weird shit.  If you’re singing your indie guts out but Pitchfork can’t be bothered, try us on. This blog has some legs. You might be surprised.

3. I think it’s time this blog gave out some actual tips for surviving a lifestyle of seeing too many shows.  Keep your eyes peeled for survival strategies during writeups of live shows.

4. I really agonized with the idea of being a reviewer and providing a critique.  But I think critics go looking for things to critique and so nothing will ever be good enough.  That’s not the way.  So this blog is about what it means to have a good time at any show. And if it’s no bueno, we (probably) won’t write it up.

5. MSG has its eyes set on putting its stupid face on social media.  Be prepared.

If you’ve been reading this blog for a bit, enjoying some of its content, thank you for being here.  Come back soon.  I’ll give you a stickah.