Hello. I’m Rhodri Marsden. Please note that I’m not as miserable or as unconscious as I might seem in the picture on the left. I write a weekly column about my various social awkwardnesses for The Independent called Life On Marsden, a monthly technology column called Cyberculture, and write lots of features for them about things like crumpets, drum machines and thrifty shopping. A broad sweep.

Various other organisations sling (or have slung) me money in exchange for words, including The Observer, Radio Times, Olive, The Guardian, Zeppotron, Time Out, Word and MSN. I wrote a book about wasting time on the internet called FWD This Link, and another called The Next Big Thing which is a history of things that seemed like a good idea at the time. I sometimes go on 6Music and Radio Wales to pontificate coherently about technology-related stuff.

I’ve been in so many bands of varying merit over the years that I’ve lost count, but these days I play with Scritti Politti, Keith John Adams, a dodgy TV theme tune tribute band, and the Mystery Fax Machine Orchestra.

There’s not much point in having a website these days, to be honest. I’m on Twitter quite a lot. I used to blog a lot over here, but I kind of stopped. Occasional bloggishness still goes here, or here. If you’d like to commission me to write something, or hire me for copywriting, just send me an email.

You’d like to read something? Blimey. OK, I wrote this about internet dating. And this about boredom. And this about trying to become a popstar in 30 days. That should be enough to be going on with, I imagine.