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This week’s tangent has been quite an education for me. I started with one simply word, and discovered a couple of new ones. At least, they’re new to me. Words like “fandom” and “fen.” Although, I prefer not to ever find myself in a fen.

For me being a fan is about the enthusiastic, wholly belief that you have found something that touches you, brings you joy, and gives you a little something to own.

An early Christmas concert ticket gifting exploded into instant mind-shattering and reformative-coagulational fandom. Even if there were only two of us to begin with, all the necessary factors factored us IN.
The reason for my fired-up-ness: WPA - also known as Works Progress Administration.
Nope, I’m not talking about the 1935 WPA work producing relief measure, either.

Perhaps I’m a bit prejudiced, or maybe even a little over educated on the roots of this conglomerate band featuring a fantastic mix of pop-folk-bluegrass love-dripping only semi-sarcastic cynicism that would make Lou Reed proud, Guy Clark laugh, and will probably end up way overlooked in the world of music accolades because no one will be able to pin a definitive category label on it.

Hurray for me! It’s nice to, once again and suddenly, be a fan. Out!

Now posted: Wheeling Into August, New Orleans, 2009 & 10 past Nashville, Poetry, 2009

In this issue: Fan, Fans, Fan Out, Fandom, and the Works Progress Administration.