"Olfactory refractory"

To sing one's own praise isn't a good quality, but I think I know what I'm doing - if not professionally - then running this site. My core competence is to sniff out the best and brightest (that means darkest) artists and bands in the gothic country genre. In fact, I'm olfactive like a truffle hog. This is a nice property since you have to root around a lot to find something of value. Olfaction, or the sense of smell, is the process of creating the perception of smell. It's technical, but it boils down to a bulb. The olfactory bulb is a neural structure of the vertebrate forebrain involved in the sense of smell. It sends information to be further processed in the amygdala, the orbitofrontal cortex and the hippocampus where it plays a role in emotion, memory and learning. I can tell fragrance from stench and everything in between. However, self-glorification should always be avoided. A couple a weeks ago I climbed down from my pedestal. Maybe, there were still bands and artists out there waiting to be found? And maybe, there were bands and artists that I have overlooked. For a moment I felt open and joined a Facebook-group dedicated to my kind of music. I left the group after a short time. Disappointed, to say the least. "There is nothing for you here, only death". Well, not even death was present. Instead, I was faced with a lack of knowledge, meaning and, last but not least, taste. I felt an urge to become the administrator. Maybe then, five percent of the content would slip through my iron hand. I quickly snapped out of my openness. It feels good to be back in the role as the high priest and chief exponent of the genre. This makes me even more stubborn and unforgiven. Olfactory refractory is my diagnosis.