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This was not only a wonderful examination of the virtues of print publications and the transient nature of the web, but also an interesting reflection on your personal feelings of not mourning Punk Planet's passing enough. I think anything that was meaningful to you, especially when you were growing up and first getting into music, will always hold a special place in your heart. When it comes time for that thing to end, often some years later, your life's moved to a different place, but you still have that spot reserved in your heart for it. Where you are now and the space that these memories occupy, however, don't always match up, so you're left feeling like you should care more.

I felt that way when Lounge Ax closed (I'm dating myself here!). I had loads of great times there and saw innumerable unforgettable gigs within its walls. Yet when the time came for it to close, I didn't really care that much, which made me feel like some kind of indie heretic. It wasn't that I was unthankful for all the work that venue did for Chicago's musical climate, it's just that it represented my mid-90s and my time in university. If it closed during that era in my life, I'd have been gutted, but since I wasn't in the same place I was then, the moment didn't have much impact on me, and I felt like a heartless bastard.

Punk Planet was an essential part of growing up for me, too. It's sad to see it go, but yeah, circle of life, innit. ;)

Fantastic insight into why print matters, lady!

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