I’ve got something to confess. Although I’m known for my fair-balanced impersonal moderation of Rock Town Hall, there are times in which I struggle to maintain my balance, times when I need to catch myself and say, Hey, it’s about them, not me! Last night was one of those times.
I had the following post ready to load, until a force that’s hard to explain made me think better of it. It’s not enough that I thought better of posting what I wanted to post; I feel compelled to share with you the depths to which I almost sunk…after the jump!
Here’s what I wrote and nearly posted to use Rock Town Hall – your Rock Town Hall – for blatantly self-promotional purposes:
I thank whatever higher power stopped me from sinking that far! I probably would have told you about the ability to order the CD through CD Baby and, any day now, Not Lame. Man, that would have been lame.
As an act of contrition, I promise to facilitate the promotional efforts of any active, contributing Townsperson who is on the verge of sinking to such self-promotional depths. Feel free to contact me if you’ve got your own new music ready to launch. We’ll make it easy for you to get the word out in a way that’s free of the shame I nearly brought upon myself.
Thanks for listening.