Words That End in "omments" and Carrying the Wikipedia Torch

First, I want to start off this month's post by pointing out that none of us has found any regular pattern to how or when we post on this blog. I am not surprised. I do not hope or expect any regularity to emerge. Thus is the space cadet.

Second, I will dispense with starting the rest of my paragraphs with enumerations.

You should all note that I have discovered a novel (to me, at least) and fun (again, to me, at least) facet to blogging: the comment. You may note that I have laid some comments out there (on this very blog, among others), but mine have not been very exciting. They're also only sometimes poignant and almost always bland.

Here I am describing our blogging behaviors. Leave it to me to take the self-critical/reflective/transcendental(?) perspective.

Dear Wilco fans,

I was recently excitedly carrying on the wonderful and traditional space cadet pastime of Wikipedia perusal. My starting topic was Radiohead. I was compelled to start there, because I've listened to them a lot lately and feel that I know little of their history or influences. Immediately, I clicked away from their page to one on Krautrock. I mean, you see Krautrock in a blue font and it's like diamonds - you pretty much have to click on it to read more about it. The Krautrock page immediately fascinated me and then, just when I least expected it, I laid eyes on a reference to Wilco and Jeff Tweedy. Apparently, Mr. Tweedy cites Krautrock or something like it as an influence of his. No other Wikipedia discovery could have eclipsed this one in the level of satisfaction that it brought me today, so I stopped there and started looking for someone to tell about it.

Since I would like to uphold some sort of academic standard and in lieu of a footnote or parenthetical documentation, I give a link to Wikipedia. This is of course valid, because Wikipedia contains only cited, cross-referenced, cold, hard facts, and is certainly something that many would consider only a small notch down in legitimacy from a peer-reviewed academic journal. Who reads those anyway?

Jeff Tweedy's connection to this whole mess of a blog post

You will have to read/scroll down at least as far as the "Influence on later generations" segment to find the topic I am citing.

Please excuse me now. I am in the old Roesch, and some inconsiderate exchange students are currently unabashedly mocking the most essential of library etiquette: they're talking very loudly in a language I don't understand to friends that they seemed to have not seen in a long time who have gathered right behind my chair. Wow. Get a room. Or go back to your country. (White power.)