Starting Lines Are the Hardest to Remember

Hey All,
I was once a "Journaler," back in the days before the nigh 99% disclosure you find in current technological landscape. In the days before the InterWeb, before email, before slogs, blogs, and that Singles Site Reject look of the Hang-Dog, people with a proclivity for over-analysis kept their thoughts, discoveries, angst and bad poetry in little hardbound books. No Lie. You could buy them in book stores and stationary shops. Moody children could sit within the tobacco-induced fogbanks of darkened coffee houses everywhere and fume, plot, harrangue, and moan and never once lead another's eyes to their own self-absorbtion...

I used to do that, but I ultimately I got bored with listening to myself kvetch over that which I believed I could not control. Eventually the laws pertaining to public smoking changed radically. I quit smoking. But I still love coffee, and am still found wearing a great deal of black.

And I still flatter myself with the notion that people would be interested in what I have to write. But precedents have been set, and there was a brief bubble in time when I was even paid to do it. It was an amazing gig. I had the bestest time.

In 2005 lucked into a temp gig with an independant film company shooting their second feature, LOST ON THE B-SIDE I was hired as an office assistant to the film's producer, and fortunate enough to be given a voice over in the opening shot of the film. In January of 2007 I was hired by D,Ltd to promote the film full-time. It was my job to establish and maintain an on line presence, Coletrane, SteamJ (or was it WebJ) at Steam.FM. I participated in web communities like myspace, live365, CMJ, and more. The idea was that Steam.FM would eventually become an outlet for independent music, while promoting the D,Ltd's film about "The Dark Side of the Music Industry."

Unfortunately, funding ran out for this angle of promotion, and Directors, Ltd has taken their creative energies in another direction. LOST ON THE B-SDIE has yet to be released. Coletrane's missives have been removed from the Steam.FM site. Following this introduction you'll find those entries I wrote as the Coletrane. Eventually I hope to write more in the same vein...after all that cutting and pasting is done...and if anyone notices me through the fogbanks.

I'll keep you posted,
Cole