A door, with hinges long since rusted, creaks loudly as it opens. A sliver of light shines through the now opened portal. A figure walks in, towards a cloth covered object in the middle of the room. Pulling at the cloth reveals an old microphone underneath. The figure steps towards the microphone and grabs it. After adjusting some knobs the squeaky sound of feedback briefly fills the air. The figure approaches the mic and speaks:
Hey, uh, oh wow, I wasn't really expecting anyone to still be here. I just came here to tell ya... well, to tell ya that I've moved on from here. I mean, I'm still doing the same old blogging thing, just, well, not here anymore. You might have heard that the other part of this duo also recently left to start his own site. I think if you look around on this site you can find a link to it. Something to do with Buddhists and pop-culture. I dunno, you'll have to go have a look for yourself.
As for me. Me? Well I started over at one of these modern sites. What do they call it again? Substack? Yeah, that's the fancy name they gave it, "Substack". Actually it's zrbo.substack.com. Well, anyway, I'm over there now. Not doing a whole lot, but I think there might be some album reviews coming soon. Maybe I'll see you over there, huh?
I gotta admit, I didn't expect to find anyone still here. The bar closed a while ago, the chairs are up, and I thought everyone had gone home. Why don't you go find a new home too, ya know? I just gave you two great places to go check out.
As for me being here? Well, honestly, I just came 'cause I never received my last paycheck. Was kinda hoping to maybe find it around here. Maybe it was left in one of the tills? I dunno, but once I find it I'll be leaving here and I don't got no plans to come back. Anyway, been good knowin' ya and all those great conversations we had... So uh, hopefully we'll cross paths again, and it's been great to getch to know ya. But for now, goodnight and goodbye.
