It’s nearly 25 years since this magazine began and – yes, you can see it in the lines on my face – I was there. They say you should never return to yoursome 40 issues ago, with the same ideas, naivety and imposter syndrome I had a quarter of a century before. Little did I know what Covid had in store: the most tumultuous time in our history. In magazine history. In human history, even! Of course it was difficult for everyone, but we lost our DVD, we lost our budget and I lost my sanity on at least one occasion. To say it’s been a Cakewalk – get me with my clever software references – would be a lie; it’s frankly a miracle we’re still here. But here we are and in pretty good shape, even though I say so myself. But I am now handing the reins over to Mr Andy Price who will be your editor from now on. Eagleeyed magazine readers might recall he took over from me when I left magazine. He’s basically a younger, (slightly) better looking version of me who gets my jobs because he’s called ‘Andy’ (it saves on stationery costs). But you are in very capable hands. He’s possibly the nicest person in this industry (myself aside, naturally) and he even knows how to play an instrument or two. And sing. So I’ll whisper a sad ‘goodbye’. Inevitably I’ll be launching a podcast (a gratuitous plug for ‘What 3 Synths?’, in which I talk to seminal synth types about their favourite gear) and I might even make some music, because. Nothing. That’s what this is all about, and always has been. So keep clicking and tweaking. Making music is amazing.
