So here we go again. Fretting over ancients' projections of our eminent demise, lying to ourselves about bags of new leaves we will soon turn over, and denying the fact that we have a crispy new white canvas to fuck up for the next 365 days. We all know that drill by now. But sure as 2 plus 2 is 4, the beat goes on and the savage beast sleeps lightly after the dance. With that, we kick off 2012 with more parties, music, and road tripping. Here's to a fantastic year for us all!

[Ed. Note—To see where Rich is spinning next, please check out his website.]