This year’s been different. That’s a good thing though. I’ve seen a house, a building to be exact, become a home, and feel like I can finally nail a painting into the wall w/o feeling like it would’ve been better to just tape a poster up. Know what I mean?
My writing has suffered, I must admit. I got the two biggest pay raises of my career at work in the last 12 months, but I also wrote the fewest words I’ve penned since I can remember. Pretty big sacrifice in my eyes; I can see that even w/o my glasses … ha.
I do have an album ready to go though. It’s more of an EP, or whatever you call those albums that don’t quite make it to double digit songs. I’ve debated over two titles, but I’m still utterlyunsure (“I’m the 1” or “Game 7”, lol I know, right). A big chunk of it was recorded in the first 2 months of the new year, but I can’t say I’m not excited. Especially for some of the lyrically experimental stuff. I did mention I was the best lyricist in LA, right? Wink, wink.