Cap is going to publish a statement of intent in the next few days to officially kick off Minor Scratches. Until then, consider what follows the equivalent of a restaurant’s soft opening. This blog will focus on music, as broad a focus as that is, and is written by a few acquaintances.

/s/Mohammed Chang



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5 responses to “Introduction

  1. I don’t think you’ve quite plumbed the depths of the Student Doctor Network just yet, but I hope you stay with it…anyway it beats ‘digestive crisis.’

    Of course, the first thing I thought of when seeing the blog title was ‘Vinyl’, so maybe I get it. Which reminds me of something: I recently was discussing music with a job place buddy and told him that the first two LP records I bought as a youngster were Led Zeppelin One and Electric Ladyland, to which he said, “You weren’t fucking around were you?” I am still laughing.

    All the best with this.

    • Thanks Robert. I believe the first cassette I owned was Janet Jackson’s Rhythm Nation and the first CD I purchased was Weezer’s blue album, so you’ve got me beat, handedly.

    • I think the first albums I purchased were “Pump” by Aerosmith and “X” by INXS.

      The lesson here (I hope) is that not every beginning is auspicious. And now I am compulsively searching out music as far away from these humble (and atrocious) beginnings as possible. It’s my cross to bear and I carry it much like that one truck carried that other truck, only without all the single entendre sexual undertones.

      Welcome aboard, Robert.

  2. My first two, if you don’t count the Mary Poppins and Free to Be You and Me my mother foisted upon me, were Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” and Pink Floyd’s Dark Side. It’s pretty much been one mental health crisis after another since then.

    • No one counts albums given to you by parents or well-meaning relatives. It’s usually either a Disney soundtrack (for “age appropriateness,” even if you’re 15) or something that’s troubled the charts with enough noise to break into the consciousness of inherently non-music-oriented people.

      Of course, this adage can be ignored if your parents give you an actual good-to-great album. But that’s what’s normally called an “exception.” And that’s why we have rules.