Next. I recorded something which is a pretty major deal. Music has been turned off...the music making part at least. I'm stopping myself before I get complacent and am no longer amused from my play on words. Instrumentals get a lot of play from me lately. There's so much heat on soundcloud that I firmly believe now that there isn't "a best" artist walking around out there. We all have techniques and styles which we take turns manifesting and handing off to one another. The song I recorded is a hello wave to tepalom since I'm concerned for him. His music is fluid and very organically put together. I almost always sound great over his productions. This latest one didn't disappoint.
The ride in this morning was in the 20's. My fingers are numb as fuck. The gloves work, just not for this extreme of tempuratures. Need to either double up next time or upgrade the gear. I'm still riding my bike around despite everyone's personal opinions of safety and other blah blah I don't want to hear. Sometimes I feel like there is just too many life commentators out there. Directing every life play for you. It's not needed. Least for me.
I'd be lying if I said that I diddnt miss making paintings and making music. Somedays I walk around I just don't feel like I'm totally fulfilled. Always feeling like there's still something to do for the day. I feel bad because I just turned my back on the arts. Gave it a cold shoulder and expect it to greet me back with open arms soon as I get back to my normal self.
Let's hope the arts don't have a fuck you attitude when I get back to it.