Strange Interlude: I Hate Instagrm
why?
Because it feels like there’s a giant party going on to which I have not been invited. And if I ever do locate the entrance to the party, there will be a doorman standing there who will take one look at my strange face, aging body, weird thumbs, and turn me away.
I am too old. I don’t gig enough. I don’t know enough people. I am not an influencer. I am not 25 years old and booking gigs for my friends.
I have tried to….I don’t know, to get some following there. But I have less followers and likes there than Pete Hegseth.
But I am not in the mood to give up. I intend to develop a strategy. If you can’t join ‘em, beat ‘em.
More soon
I think you ought to have posted a link to your instagram page with this post.
I am on Instagram and I add you instantly.
It is not called Friend there. It is about following.
You do not need to have a Profile Picture.
You can advertise your Concerts or your Content over here.
It is just another Promotional Device.