Nicisms

I am a massive fan of two services at the moment. I have been using both for a relatively long time (for an online service) and am extremely glad that someone has put the two together.

Tweekly.fm joins twitter and Last.fm. Twitter is a micro blogging service that allows you to communicate with followers in 140 characters or less (160 for direct messages). While Last.fm is a music sharing network. I use Last.fm’s desktop application so I rarely visit the actual Last.fm website but nevertheless, everytime I play a song through iTunes my Last.fm App “Scrobbles” the song to my Last.fm profile.

Tweekly.fm is a service that takes your weekly played artist data from last.fm and sends it as a tweet. Fantastic. Now I am giving my Last.fm profile more exposure and letting my twitter followers know what music I am listening to. I am also fond of the fact that Tweekly.fm doesn’t go overboard and send out one tweet every nanosecond.

Very nice. Head over to Tweekly.fm now and sign up.

Social, Media, Entrepreneurs, Web, Marketing, Online and many many many other things. How do I know this? Easy. Twittersheep.

Enter your twitter name and twittersheep will generate a list much like this one:

I have just read an article over at Wired Magazine that blogging is oh so 2004 and we all need to jump ship if we aren’t part of a professional blogging network that dominates Google search results.

What Wired says in the article is that bloggers are being taken out of the equation by professionals who blog and put out 30 or so posts a day. They are being taken out of the equation by online magazines that were once, maybe, blogs and are now business ventures. Bloggers are being taken out of the Google rankings by professional media organisations such as NYT, Time, LA Times and others with similar stature. Bloggers are becoming invisible according to Wired Magazine.

Wired goes on to explain that bloggers of the personal, one man band nature, are becoming tired of comment trolls, masses of spam, irrelevant audiences and other frustrations. The solution? Move to Twitter, Facebook, Youtube and similar services. I wonder if these services paid Wired Magazine to write this article. Basically I should stop being a self-publisher and move completely to a service that someone else will make money off of? I don’t agree at all. I think a merger, hybrid or cross pollination is in order. Not abandoning of the ship at all.

I quickly used twitter to feel out some opinions on the topic. (I completely recognise that I am invariably endorsing wired magazine’s opinion by using Twitter to get my information for this blog post!)

My tweat:

nicharry is blogging dead? Is twitter taking over? Should we all jump ship?!?!

Some of the responses:

markmedia @nicharry no yes no
woganmay @nicharry If everyone jumps ship, who will we be leaving to captain that ship?
obox @nicharry I don’t think so. There is still space for both, with lifestreams entering the world you can have all the cakes on one page.
fromtheold @nicharry Blogging will last long after twitter
Jonin60seconds @nicharry Slow down there profit of doom!
RichMulholland @nicharry No we should simply re-prioritize our weighting on both.

It’s incredible actually, how many people felt they could respond to something I had said so quickly and easily. This definitely beats responses on blogs hands down.

I firmly agree with RichMulholland’s comments that we should not be throwing in the towel for either service. We should simply re-evaluate our goals and re-prioritize our focus on the services that are available to us.

Blogging isn’t dead, blogging is just becoming a force that we need to seriously consider as a profession. Just as reporting back in the day was done by a random one or two people within a town or village and is now down by conglomerates. Things change, let’s change with them not fight against the change.

I did enjoy the closing line of the Wired article though: “@WiredReader: Kill yr blog. 2004 over. Google won’t find you. Too much cruft from HuffPo, NYT. Commenters are tards. C u on Facebook?”

I’m beginning to believe that I like to be restricted. And in fact I am begining to think that it’s not just me but a lot of people online, tweeting, blogging, evangelising, guru-ing and the rest also like a bit of a restrictive challenge.

I have a newfound theory that I actually like to get told what to do and how to do it within certain perameters. Yes you could say that I am actually searching for guidance to lead me to my expressive peak. But I could also argue that I like to be restricted.

Bloggers like limits, like challenges and inherently might like to be restricted. It’s a challenge and it’s a limitation that we think we can try to exploit. Let’s be honest, every twitterer loves the feeling of writing a full and comprehensive tweet in exactly 140 characters. I know I do. But what does that actually mean?

The explosion of Twitter (What is twitter?) has really made me think about what I do, what I like to do and how I like to do it. I used to write very expansive posts, in depth analysis on a wide variety of topics. With the advent of Twitter and its subsequent success I’ve realised that keeping it short works. This, whether coincidental or directly relative, is restricting my post lengths, my thoughts and the angle of my approach.

Maybe this movement towards tweets and restricted 140 character posts is a step back, a calm before the storm, the time where we all gain a little bit of restrictive perspective and realise that our verbose and pedantic ramblings aren’t always what we think they are – effective.

Maybe I need to go back to the basics and realise that most people in our country have never used the internet, let alone know what twitter is, 140 characters mean in the “bigger picture”, what a blog is or who’s poking who on which social network.

What I am getting at (cause I am now rambling) is that maybe restrictions are good because they allow us to expirement within the constraints of a predermined rule. One that we are then able to work within and break out of.

At some point we have all followed the Godins, Scobles, crunches, readwrites and the like. But they have no clue what our market is looking for. We are not restricting ourselves enough to one specific focus. This is just a fleeting thought, not a steadfast opinion that I have. But surely if we began to tailor-make our products, blog posts, startups, ideas, ideals and innovations to 140 characters (don’t be literal) then maybe we would see more success.

Spam is everywhere, it’s mass, it’s personal, it’s viral and now it’s on Twitter. Twam is really baffling me and consuming a fair amount of my strategic thought.

I am trying to understand a few things:

1. How do these twammers choose who they are going to follow to make up the 20 000th follower.
2. What value does it offer them? If I don’t follow them I can’t see what they tweet.
3. Are they real people who have actually clicked “Follow” 20 000 times?
4. Why would you follow and receive updates from twammers?

Let me explain; a twammer by my definition is someone who insists on following thousands of people and in return hopefully get a percentage of those people following them.

Example:

This person

And this person

Another form of Twam is the constant links that are posted from people promoting their blogs. Mass twammers who follow thousands of people are the worst sort of link-twam posters. It’s frustrating.

I am all for posting links to your blogs if they relate to the current discussion or if you genuinely feel that people will find it of interest, but don’t twam me with every post. I have been trying out twitlink-something-or-other (there are too many apps nowaday to rememeber all their names). I don’t like it and will be removing it soon as I can remember where it is!

Basically I just don’t know how it is that I am lucky enough to be chosen by people like the two above as someone worth twamming. Is it when you reach a certain number of followers? Is it location driven, can they possibly be following your content and think you have a common ground? Surely not. Whichever it is, leave me alone.