I’ve hemmed and hawed a lot in writing this swan song. I’ve spent the last week trying to mentally articulate a proper goodbye to Radio Exile. I’ve kept coming back to instances and occurrences that concluded with “that never would have happened if I hadn’t written for RE.” So, rather than go on and on about how much music and writing mean to me, I instead present you with my “This is How Radio Exile Has Made My Life Awesome” essay.
What did Holly remember most fondly about her time with Radio Exile? Check it out “after the jump”
Radio Exile has made my life awesome in many ways. For example:
There was the countless music that I would never have listened to, had it not been for Radio Exile or Radio Exilers; Great Northern, Bell X1, The Rural Alberta Advantage (He Said She Said: Rural Alberta Advantage Live), The National, and even Bon Iver, (who I initially despised) to name a few. I love these bands, and I am really happy that I was encouraged to listen to them or go to a midweek show for a review.
I’d also like to give big Internet hugs and kisses to the RE writers who defended me like big brothers wielding baseball bats, when I aired my disgust for Amanda Palmer and took all sorts of web forum backlash from her super fans. You guys gave me the confidence to laugh off the ridiculous hostility and to stand by my writing.
And then there was Coney Island. I had previously only wanted to visit Coney because of a Death Cab song and a Seinfeld episode, but never had any actual motivation to go. Then came the Siren Festival, and with it a meet-up with some of the Radio Exilers. Sure, social media has advanced beyond the “A/S/L?” chatrooms, but I was still a little afraid of meeting people that were only names in my gmail account. Nonetheless, I made the trek from Boston, and was really happy that I did. Because that sweltering summer day at Coney – the gigs, the Cyclone, the boardwalk, the bumper cars – turned into one of my favorite New York memories.
It’s harder to create music than critique it, but it’s also harder to put into words why an album sucks or rocks, rather than to just read about it on a website and agree or disagree. For this I am thankful for the privilege to have shared my opinions at Radio Exile. To anyone who has ever read my reviews – thank you.