Last Sunday, I was at a gathering, and it was cool. The chili was real good, and I ate 4 bowls. I brought some cookies I baked the night before, and they were a mild hit. I brought 2 and a half bags, and they were eaten and saved for another day. A dude was talking to one of my friends, basically chopping it up. After their conversation ended, we talked a little. He asked if I did music. I said the I did, and I still do, but I prefer to be behind the scenes working the sound. How is it that he asked if I have an interest in music? Is it written in my aura?
It’s trippy to me whenever anyone senses a person’s interest. People with good reputation can point out something in a person, and it’s up to the person to follow up with it. I want to get back into baking beats (music), and I’m my worst prevention. I will have to cut out nearly everything, TV, internet, shopping, in order to focus on making a good beat. I made one last summer, and I was supposed to do a compilation. I lost motivation. I was inspired by a few people in the past, and I hope to return to that love of music and art again, and fight against what drains it out.
And I’m just getting started.