The reason I don’t succeed in life is because I don’t go to sleep before midnight and wake up before six, but that’s just what Drill Sargent Dad tells me. Of course he’s not real. But he is a mental reflection of those of you who would say, “Well, yeah, obviously.” And I write this …
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AFK errand
Now that I’m fully settled into my apartment, have my work-from-home desk going again, and have fully set up my couch and entertainment center (complete with TV, amp, speakers, and all the A/V gear working together, unlike the last apartment), I seldom spend any quality time at my personal workstation. With all the time I …
Intake
I’ve turned a corner into a transitional period in my life. Once upon a time, I was a producer. I wrote, drew, created, sang, played, built, did lots of really nice things to build something where there was once nothing but parts. Now I’m primarily a consumer. I eat, drink, watch, read, listen, and do …
Thin Wall Holds Everything Back
Thumbing through my mental notebook on reasons why my music project suffers as much as it does. It occurs to me that the sound is dull, lifeless, muted. A song could be full of big sound, and I could be using the fullest extent of my mixing and mastering skills to date, but the final …
Two-Thousand and Ten Answers, But No Solution
I have the singular ability to embarrass myself, which is convenient because it saves you the effort. The way I beat you to the punch by deprecating myself, I consider that a service I excel at. Like mama always said, if you can’t say anything good, say it about yourself, because for every finger you …
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