Have you ever done something so much, so intently, and in such a condensed time frame, that it consumes your worldview?
For example, I remember the first time I played Tetris in elementary school. I liked it a lot. For a week, every spare minute of my life went to Tetris. By the end of that week, I was dreaming in Tetris. People looked like jigsaw puzzle pieces, and I navigated the world trying to fit them together.
And what I’m trying to say is this: I dreamed in ProTools last night. I see soundwaves in my sleep. Bassnotes and countermelodies haunt my dreams. Sometimes–only sometimes–I think they’re coming for me.
Hey, look, Steve’s head is tiny!
Per usual, I didn’t sleep for long last night. The good news is that I’m sleeping because I have too much energy, so there’s no tiredness in sight. Not for me, anyway. Steve might be thinking, “why does Chris keep leaving voicemails about tambourines at 4AM,” and “why is he sitting outside my window right now?” Nevermind, Steve, it’s just good studio fun!
Working in the studio is so much fun, and so energizing itself, that it’s impossible to feel as tired as you might be. You’ll hear basketball players during the playoffs–already eighty-something games into the season–talk about how the team feels great, exhaustion hasn’t set in, etc. As long as they’re on the court, they’re great. Then the playoffs end, and they sleep for a month.
Now, let’s break down the day:
And in that order!
If you have not already abandoned your old economic cash cow, she has surely dried up by now. You should be finished with it by moving your profits to newer, fresher possibilities. One of the keys to success is knowing when to get out.
***Seriously, horoscope.com. Two days ago you had me making music because it was a cash cow. You called me an unadulterated sellout, and implied “independent record-making” was the financial equivalent of “buying Google stock in 2001.” Now, I’ve gotta jump ship? In or out? Who’s writing these, Brett Favre?
Showers and thunderstorms likely. Highs in the mid 80s. South winds 5 to 10 mph. Chance of rain 60 percent.
And this is me, so hopped up on adrenaline and 5 Hour Energies by 7:30AM, I’m already posing for pictures like a Japanese tourist. At Vegas. Near the pirate battle* at Treasure Island. With so much excitement that you wonder, “does that guy think it’s an actual pirate battle?” I’m that guy.
Check back soon for more. Maybe even some video–who knows?*
Three days, maybe longer,
*Me, I do.
*Pirate Battle = album title?