Introduction: A Brief History Of My Involvement With The Wake:

Part 1: Once Upon A Time, I Wrote For The Wake For A While, And Then I Stopped. And Then Started Again. And Then Stopped Again. And So On.

During this period of alternating activity and inactivity I wrote music reviews, video game reviews, opinion pieces, a silly column, a couple feature articles, profiles of interesting people on campus, and an interview or two. Some people liked what I wrote. Some didn’t give a fuck. I assume some people really hated it, but none of them bothered to tell me. In several articles I wrote about penises.

Part 2: The Genesis Of This Blog

I was at a Cursive show, and Ali Jaafar came up to me and said, “Deniz?” and I said, “Yeah?” and he said, “I didn’t know you wore glasses,” and I said, “I do when I don’t feel like putting my contacts in,” and he said, “I didn’t know you liked Cursive,” and I said, “I fuckin’ love Cursive,” and he said, “Me too, want to start blogging for us?” and I said, “Fuck yeah.”

Coda:

Tim Kasher got too drunk to play music and fucked up all my favorite songs.

Begin Apologia:

I have been identified by those in authority at The Wake Student Multimedia Extravaganza to be a Student Voice of Note here at the university of minnesota. And therefore I have been given this platform from which to edify you poor people who do not know me and cannot therefore be educated by me in person. You should write to those authorities and thank them for this wonderful opportunity to learn from the truly wise (me).

Although I am young (my fifteenth birthday is in two weeks!), I have spent my decade and a half on this earth very well, cramming myself full of various forms of media so as to be able to back up my disapproval of every pop culture item that you enjoy by making references to things you are not familiar with and can therefore not refute. I plan to use this blog that has been granted me by benevolent Wake authorities to dispense the wisdom I have gained from this experience, using that rhetorical technique.

And aren’t you lucky, that you have been born into the age of this blog. Years later, you will tell your children, and they will not be able to understand why you spent so much time on this internet thing. But for now, prepare to be thrilled.

End apologia.

Hi, I’m Deniz.

P.S.

If you have an idea for a name for this blog that is catchier than the name it has now, let me know. Because I care about your opinion.