World Wide Web of personal profiles

Is anyone else having a feeling that there's becoming way too many social networking sites and wondering how to prioritize them?  I remember when I first signed up for facebook at its first inception and almost no one joined, so I left it alone.  I next joined Myspace because all my friends were doing that and once I started getting heavy into song writing and recording it was the perfect forum to showcase and promote my own music.  Soon enough, there was mass exodus from Myspace to facebook and I preferred FB's event invites to Myspace.  Then facebook decided to get all fancy and competitive by creating way too many options for a typical user.  There are now fan pages for artists which I haven't explored yet and after five concerts I realize that I'm going to have to find a consistent way to advertise my shows to people that want to hear about them (and you know you do!!). 

Alivenotdead.com, I can thank my Sifu, Phil Ng for bringing this gift to me from H.K.  Thanks Phil, this now makes three sites in my online social network (four if you count both the personal and musician profile on Myspace).  I think each page serves its own purpose.  Myspace serves a mass population outreach that targets the bored web surfer looking for new music or to those random people I send friend invites to.  Facebook is for the homies, acquaintances, and soon enough to those I can call fans, more the personal touch.  I see Alivenotdead.com as my international bridge and blogspot.  Ideally, I'd put the same blogs up on myspace and facebook but only my diligence can prove that in the future.

As a quick aside, I just had my fifth concert up in Evanston at Bill's Blues.  It was nerve wracking on stage because my fans were a minority at the venue and the majority of people there were fans of the two heavy/death metal bands that went before me.  It was easy to wonder what these tatooed slam dancing fans would think of my acoustic set that would kick off with a Dave Matthews cover.  Lucky for my boyish good looks and silky gruff voice, I made temporary fans of the metal lovers.  I can say it was my best show so far, and it ended with my index finger sliced open from strumming too wildly.  I laughed to myself as I used to make fun of my friend Jon for always bleeding on his guitar for playing too crazy.  Touche, Jon.  Touche.