I don’t know about you guys, but my Twitter inbox is like a writhing pool of serpents – hissing furiously and spitting hot venomous claims of conspiracy, and of hilarious pictures of me that have somehow made it into online circulation.
Dear me, it’s exhausting! I’m kind of afraid to even go in there any more.
And yet there are so many musicians among us that continue to conscript this draconically contaminated vehicle as a means of sharing their content;



