Posts from February 2008.

It's been a week

It’s exciting being at a startup again. It’s even more exciting being involved with the web again. Just before I took off for a holiday break in December, I had dinner with my friends Scott and Anne. Scott had just left AOL to head up the new music department at Buzznet and he wanted me to come over to head up music industry relations. I had been at Control Room (f.k.a. Network LIVE) for almost 3 years. I was one of the original employees and took tremendous pride in what Control Room had become. Scott was presenting me with an awesome opportunity to really step out on my own, work with him on building something from the ground up and I was really excited about the prospect. After some back and forth, I accepted the position, resigned from Control Room and this past Monday, started working at Buzznet as Head of Music Industry Relations.

The week flew by. It was an exciting first week of getting acquainted with the culture at Buzznet, how things worked, what things weren’t working, looking at comps of the new layout for the site, sitting in on a few meetings, getting to know people, trying to remember names, showing people qik, Yahoo! Live, setting up promotions for bands on Buzznet, catching up with label people and lots of other stuff. One of the great things about working at a startup is that your job title doesn’t necessarily reflect what you do. You do 3, 4 or maybe five different jobs and it’s fun. I look forward to going to work in the morning and I’m fortunate to have been able to say that for the past few years of my life. It feels good to be excited about work and starting something new is always fun.

1 Year Later

As the sun comes up in the morning, it will be the 1-year anniversary of my dad’s death. I have so many thoughts swimming around in my head. I can’t even believe it’s been a year, but I draw incredible strength from the fact that I’ve made it through the last year. It’s been a rough one. I was reading back through the blog entries I made during the final weeks of my dad’s life, amazed at how they made all the emotion rush back into me. There’s not a single day that goes by that I don’t miss him intensely. My life just isn’t the same. How could it be? I do try and live my life a certain way that honors him. I promised myself that I would and I will continue to do so. Wherever you are, Dad, I love you. May your memory continue on in the minds and lives of the people who loved you.