am I undisciplined? am I dilettante? schizophrenic? why can’t I just keep my nose to the grindstone like a good career man, keep pumping out versions of the same thing, over and over, day in and day out.
I mean, that way I wouldn’t alienate people, I wouldn’t wear them out with genre-hopping, they wouldn’t have to listen to types of music I have no business making.
but still I keep hopping around, trying different stuff, having fun with tracks that come my way and jumping on ideas I like, trying to create my own version or seeing what it means for me.
I love other singers, and I love to make my voice sound like other singers, like an actor trying on other roles. this month’s free mp3 of the month is a good example. I love me some strokes. I can’t help it.
again, it’s probably not how one builds a steady career. god knows I don’t have one. but if I don’t get to do the shit I want to do, to try whatever, then what is the point of all this?
I mean, besides making great art.
I want to do some of that too someday… guess I should get back to working on the new black lab record.
k. thanks for indulging me.