May 25, 2017

We've really dated ourselves with this Nintendo Switch


Thoroughly enjoyed being interviewed for the Lost Beat Six podcast. We ate brisket and drank beer all while I was harrassed about how I make music. Enjoy!

Feb 10, 2017

Keep up with song a week





Song a week is like it says; one song... per week. The idea is general musical perseverance or as non-descript provocateur would put, "Keep the juices flowing. Those moist, moist juices."

I'm not one for writing songs all the time. In fact, it's not my thing anymore :( Notwithstanding, this project doesn't necessarily feed that nervous caged feral composer. I only spend a few hours devising these songs and those few hours do not consist of existential undoings of soul-torn journeys, hidden agendas (and sampling endeavors? idk).

The idea is that they are there. They exist to only exist. They do not formulate meaning or are dawned from chaos. They are... what is that? For fun? Yes, they are for fun. *phew*

I participated in a song a week a few years back while my mom was going through intensive cancer treatment. It was a good outlet because it allowed me to set my mind to creative deadlines. However, Put It With Mine needed attention so... it got pushed away. (Some of those songs might appear on the next record, shh).

But it's back, ya'll!!! And it's kinda shitty sometimes and maybe sometimes good! Maybe I will write the lyrics as I am singing them... Maybe I want to write a ditty J-pop, Bauhaus, four on the flour with a Guzheng solo? Maybe I'll write a Free Melania tune meant for pole dancers. You never know, and I'm getting too old to hold back. In fact, I don't even know, and that's half the fun of it.

I am exploring this lame concept of, "Is it better if it's around, even if it's sub-par, brah?" And right now, the answer is #yas because we all need to practice (ok, I really need to practice) not suffocating every piece of art that passes through your fingers. I can't believe how many artists I know that are disemboweled by (or what is known to be called dragoning) the very thought of an inferior piece tarnishing their perfect facade of portfiolio-menship. It's wrong. And, if you know me in real life, you are totally rolling your eyes at me, and that's fine. I'm totally disgusting like that too, but the more I song-a-week and make my little shitty-shit-shits, the more I'm telling myself I'm OK with being IMPURE. Are you okay with being impure?