Why We Are So Great.

Believe it or not, this is not the first time our sitemag has existed. In 1927, we were big reviewers of the pre-depression Canadiana, but sadly, our two-page Symian Weekly paper was burned all over the country after we applauded the ahead-of-its-time Satan worshipping by Edward Benzo's Brass Band.

Then in the late fifties, we reformed as a collective performance art troupe, the aguilarrr -- we were the first troupe to specialize in using single facial expressions -- but no record was kept of any of our happenings, which mostly existed in our imaginations.

Then, in the year 2001, we returned to our callings in the new intermediary media called The Web, which was equal parts imaginary and real. As BadMonkyX.Com we were making some progress, gradually building up a large, anonymous readership and about 100 decent articles. Two wonderful years later, though, the lease ran out on our domain name and someone nicked it up. The less said about the bastard who stole our shit, the better; but let it be known that he will no longer be "typing" anything. When polluting and ruining the Internet with pop-up bullshit becomes a purely-clickable offense, he'll be back. Beware. Keep on top of your leases.

And then here we are, with www.bmxmusic.com, mostly starring me, jep clayton, and genius/new father James Andean. We write about music. We avoid fashion. We hope to share the news about great music, because the best way to find the silver among all the shit is through recommendations, right? "Hey man, check this out." That's what Bad MonkeyX is for.

We're changing some things here: We've got a cooler format, thanks to the wonders of Dreamweaver and my pal Krishan Jayatunge. We're going to attach ourselves to the market by linking to places where you can buy things: GEMM is a cool thing -- a collection of independent music stores and bookstores. And whatever else we decide. After nearly 80 years, we know what we're doing. Cheers.