Showing posts from February, 2015

On Pause… And Apologies…

So, I have a day job. I know, I know: It's difficult to imagine that the compensation I receive for dispensing my unique perspective on music for all of you to consume, cherish and wholeheartedly agree with isn't enough to keep my family fed, the house paid for and the lights forever aglow. Obviously, I don't get paid for this gig. As I'm sure you're all aware, Letters From A Tapehead is for me a labor of love. And, sometimes, that labor of love is difficult to maintain and keep current with content because…well, because life happens. I do try and provide content as worthwhile as anything you'll read in Pitchfork, Stereogum, Tiny Mix Tapes…etc. I may not always succeed, (or maybe I never succeed to this level as far as some of you are concerned), but I do my best to think and listen before I touch a keyboard. It's not uncommon for me to be up long past my bedtime on a work night wringing out the grey matter for whatever quality comment or I can captur