Jefito Blog
Newsletter (Digital)
Once upon a time, way back in the distant era known as the mid-to-late aughts, there was a website called Jefitoblog. It was, as a Monty Python character might say, a very silly place — from day to day, readers never really knew whether they would find essays about music, books, movies, television, politics, junk food, or the author's personal life.
This being the mid-to-late aughts, Jefitoblog was able to carve out some measure of something like renown, and eventually came to enjoy a fairly (not to mention surprisingly, at least from the author's perspective) healthy audience. And then in the late summer of 2007, the whole thing went poof, the result of a shady hosting company that decided to stop paying its bills. Out of those ashes rose the multi-writer collective known as Popdose, which is still chugging along more than 15 years later.
After a few years, however, the auth — oh, fuck it, it's me, I — started to get pretty burned out from writing daily posts AND corralling a group of writers AND trying to kinda sorta be an actual editor-in-chief by doing stuff like finding advertisers. It got to be a bit much, honestly. And at the same time, I had a wife and a couple of young kids to think about, not to mention a career. Source
Actions
Media Outlet details
| Scope | Local |
|---|---|
| Language | English |
| Country | United States of America |
Similarweb UVM
|
Request pricing |
Comscore UVM
|
Request pricing |
Recent Articles
Search ArticlesLink Digest: 7/14/26
Defectorreminds us that The Rockford Files remains one of television's classic hangs; Hi-Fi Amateur looks back on Peter Gabriel's So and Big Country's The Seerat 40; Hamilton Nolan outlines the pure foolishness of the anti-"elites" discourse that's spread by...
Everything That Happens Will Happen Today
Years ago, while toiling in the #content mines of a company whose name I will not dignify by sharing in this hallowed space, I had a direct report whose youth, eagerness, and raw, abundant talent were in the process of slowly but surely being weaponized against them by an upper management caste that viewed its editors as just a slightly more expensive flavor of grist for the mill.
Blindspotting: Iggy Pop, "The Idiot"
The Legacy: Where do we begin? At this stage of Iggy Pop's career, the story behind any particular album could fill its own book; it's hard to offer a brief overview of any of the moves he made during this period without being justifiably accused of glossing over important information. But I'll try anyway. The Idiot, Pop's solo debut, arrived three years after the implosion of his breakthrough band the Stooges.
The Nielsens: May 11, 1986
These days, pretty much everyone walks around with a TV in their pocket, and there are so many viewing options that pretty much every show — no matter how popular it might be in the current definition of the term — is broadcast for a niche audience.
Let's Get Soft: Air Supply, "The One That You Love"
You can't talk about the adult contemporary music of the 1980s without discussing Air Supply. Their hits established the template for that format during the decade to such a degree that if you're at all susceptible to soft rock in general, I'm not sure it's possible to avoid having a favorite Air Supply song.
Song Recommendations: 4/27/26
"Hooked," Josephine Network There's a fun '70s glam rock vibe to this track, albeit one that's a little overstated by the rather cheesy video, and also a little undermined by the band's somewhat polite approach to grooves that could have been a little louder and a lot greasier. Still, even if "Hooked" never quite gets where it sounds like it wants to go, it's still fun, (ahem) hooky, and overall appealing.
Link Digest: 4/21/26
Defector extols the virtues of Brazilian funk; Offline Crush exhorts us to clean our digital junk drawers; Rax King begs to be left out of the AI-"assisted" future; Digital Garden laments the impact that AI bullshit is having on our beloved Wayback Machine; I Enjoy Music conducts a thoughtful, poignant interview with musician Kabir Kumar about the professional and emotional challenges of navigating an entertainment career on the internet; Kristi York Wooten delves into the Hungarian history...
The One After the One-Hit Wonder: Louie Louie, "I Wanna Get Back with You"
At my last job, publicists were the bane of my existence, perpetually swarming my inbox with requests to do this or that VERY URGENT THING for their client. Even now, years later, if my kids see me scowling, they're liable to say I'm making "publicist face." Those publicists were certainly a pain in my ass, but I always knew they were just doing their job — and it's a fairly thankless job, too; one where success is rarely if ever attributed to your efforts, but failure is largely yours to bear.
Link Digest: 4/7/26
Some Velvet Bloglists six songs that last more than 20 minutes but will still blow your mind; JB at The Hits Just Keep on Comin'eulogizes CBS Radio; On Repeat Recordssuggests some underrated New Wave albums that deserve your ears; The Quietus traces the birth of modern heavy metal back to Judas Priest's Sad Wings of Destiny; Michael Chabonsends a long-overdue letter to a teacher who helped spark his love of writing; New Directions in Music dives into what might be Stephen Foster's most...
New Music Friday: 4/3/26
"Beams," Arlo Parks I can't shake the feeling that "Beams" lifted the rhythm program from Primitive Radio Gods' "Standing Outside a Broken Phone Booth with Money in My Hand," and that is a troubling feeling indeed. Consider it extra-high praise, then, when I say Arlo Parks' soothing voice and the song's hopeful melody are more than enough to keep me from getting too (cough) downhearted about it. "Night at the Opera," Emei This song is ridiculous, but in a fitting and purely intentional way.