Good morning. Good morning. In less than a month or so, readers from here will join others from around the world, and you will be launching the largest salvaging operation in the history of wizard rock. Wizard rock, that word should have new meaning for all of us today. We can’t be consumed by our petty differences any more. We will be united in our common interest. Perhaps it’s fate that today is the 13th of August, and you will once again be fighting for our freedom. Not from drama, the Acid Quill, or the lack of new music, but from annihilation. We’re fighting for our genre’s right to live, to exist and should we win the day, the 13th of August will no longer be known as a possible Friday the 13th, but as the day when the fandom declared in one voice, ‘We will not go quietly into the night! We will not vanish without a fight! We’re going to live on, we’re going to survive!‘ Today we celebrate our independence day!
Independence from what, exactly? From the tyranny of MySpace. Too long, my brothers, sisters, and thons, have we tired under the yoke of our once-benefactor, now-turned oppressor. Too long, indeed. Once, MySpace looked upon us kindly, and under its gentle wings did a flourishing fandom thrive. But then, the Dark Days came, and with it, step by step, every functionality we had grown to love was taken away from us. So we did what every child must do – we eventually had to leave the nest, and find roost in some other part of the internet. However, no single site could support us the way parental MySpace once did, and while we finally scraped out a living, flitting from Twitter to Bandcamp to Tumblr and others, many in our flock fell through the cracks, and were never seen from again.
While few, if any, returned back to our original nest, we rested safe in the comfort that at least our memories were still there. It was no longer a fitting home, but at least it would serve as a lasting museum, a monument to our fledgling days. But then, everything changed, when
the fire nation attacked a new site redesign came to the old homestead, taking with it songs, pictures, and most of all, pretty much every blog posting and comment made, totaling thousands of words in the 2005-2007 era alone. Years of history were lost on that dark day, and much will never be recovered.
But in that darkness – a shimmering ray of hope! For the one good thing the site redesign brought with it was that music was now finally easier to listen to – that is, it was back to being like it was in 2007 (these days, for MySpace, a step backward is often a huge step forward). And so it is my solemn duty to announce that now, my friends, my wrockers, my countrymen, now is the time to strike. No more shall we live in fear the one day we shall wake up and find priceless wizard rock history has been scoured from the internet! No more shall we ponder whatever we shall do while our vile enemy plots against us! NO MORE SHALL WE TAKE COUNSEL IN OUR SOULS, HAVING SORROW IN OUR HEARTS DAILY. NO MORE SHALL OUR ENEMY BE EXALTED OVER US!
WE WILL LIGHTEN OUR OWN EYES, LEST WE SLEEP THE SLEEP OF DEATH, DEAR ONES.
[If you would be interested in taking part in The Wrock Snob Armada, an organization dedicated to the preservation of wizard rock and wizard rock history, please email me at email@example.com. Though our eventual goal is the complete, secure preservation of wizard rock, our first step is to "liberate" all the music currently being held captive on MySpace, because with the way MySpace has been recently, we really don't know how long some of this priceless wizard rock history is going to stay up there. If you're interested, please send me an email, and once we've got a team together, I'll inform everybody on how exactly we're going to do this. But we're doing this man. We're making this happen.]