When working with music, all you really need is a simple sounding phrase and a complex backing track in order to carry the weight of other people’s poetry.
I don’t have music, however, so I must attempt to expand my words so that they may speak for themselves.
Confronting this, I must also confront the fact that I may not actually have that much to say. Or, more to the point, may have nothing to say that is new.
But I need to keep on, because I need to have the gratification that comes from being listened to. Or, as Q-tip would say, “You gotta put me on.”
Me and Mr. Jones 
Multiple people have found my blog by Googling:Ben CanidaDon’t you think it’s interesting that multiple people are looking for Ben Canida? And that in doing so they hit on my blog, wherein you made a comment involving Ben and Christy Canida?Ben CanidaBen CanidaThere. Now you’ll get Googled, too!
No one says anything that hasn’t been said before. There is no ‘new.’ We are all P. Diddy. Your gift is in the way that *you* say what’s been already been said/done… and in the way you share that gift with all us other mofos. Keep on keepin, B’rog. I mean, Tony.