Social Media and Buck O Nine

I had breakfast with some folks from work this morning (including my sister - who got me started on this blogging gig). The topic of discussion was social media. Being the consultant types that we are, we're trying to figure out how the new social media trend is going to be leveraged by corporations in the near and far future.

It was an interesting discussion, but the overarching sentiment was that there's not much the corporations can do. It's in the hands of the people now. (Isn't this what the 60's was all about?) And where are all the people? Short answer? Everywhere!

Linkedin, plaxo, facebook, myspace, ning, digg, twitter, blogspot (a personal favorite), personal web pages, forums, newsgroups, dogster, catster, hamster (not really)... the list goes on and on. I was ASTOUNDED to hear the list of social networking and social media vehicles that have infiltrated everyday life. I can barely even keep up posting on my own blog (and it's only been about 10 days) I have no idea how people engage in social networking on a regular basis. I'm able to do the occasional check with new links at former employers. And make a couple of business contacts in the process, connected with some family who left the area, caught up with a couple high school buddies... but the energy of some people... Unbelievable!

So I'm going through a few of these today following up on discussion topics and I come across a name I hadn't heard of in a long time: Buck O Nine. They're a ska band that I got into when I was in college and I haven't been able to find anything of theirs since. Who has it today? Amazon, of course.

What other off-beat artists come to mind? Oh, I don't know... The California Raisins, DaVinci's Notebook, Maybe some Ray Stevens? Yeah. I'm out there. I once put in an order to BMG (back when they had these things called "CDs") the contained Aerosmith, The Three Tenors, 2Pac, Jim Croce, Van Halen, Save Ferris, Miles Davis and Garth Brooks (that last one was a gift for someone) the calamity goes on and on.

In the words of Johnny Carson - "Weird and Wild Stuff"