Over the last few hours, a dozen or so friends have reached out to me, wanting to know what happened. These are friends of mine. People I respect. People who respect me. For them, and for the innocent people who have been nothing but supportive, I will explain in the best way possible and it will save me a dozen or more e-mails.

This place has become more than a blog. I can tell you things about people I have never met. I know Shriner's favorite record is "Get The Knack," for example. Troy loves New Orleans. This is not your average blog. So, it shouldn't surprise anyone who matters, when I lose my grip over either a lack of activity, or worse, a lack of respect. I feel like I know many of you, and to see activity drop so drastically, is incredibly disappointing.

This isn't about disagreeing. It's about how you disagree. Many of you have teased me about Todd Rundgren, but you don't mock me. Many of you don't like Queen or Bowie, but you don't take cheap shots every time I post about them. I welcome discussion, but that seems to have disappeared, as well. Weekend Mixes take time. Hundreds download. Three say something.

Think of it this way- you're an artist, you play to almost empty houses every night, and once in a while, you play to a packed house. You're encouraged, so you keep singing.  I am not only playing to an empty house more regularly, but the few people who do show up, can't even bother to applaud. Let's not even go into the sociopaths who troll me anonymously. You can all say, "Don't let the bastards get you down!" But I wonder how you would feel, if people you know and trusted, take cheap shots, or betray your trust. Or worse, people who tell you they know you, but won't identify themselves. This isn't a fucking game.

I am tired of it.

I make nothing here. Not a cent. I do it because I can't help it. The second after this morning's post, a song popped in my head and my first thought was to share it. I do that on Facebook a lot. Two people will like it. 78 people loved it when there was a bug in my Greek salad. (See what you're missing on Facebook?)

I am not doing this for attention.  But really, all of you who are going to miss this, where have you been? When was the last time you commented or joined in? I know this isn't school. There is no obligation. Doesn't make it any more fun on this end.

There are a lot of blogs out there and most of the time, I don't like the music they share or write about. But I don't use my pages to trash them.

That's it. Now you can all have a field day with how sensitive I am, or how I should calm down and not overreact. That's always a good way to handle things.