The budget is cleared. The Producer is all-in. The workflow is being set. My first album is going to happen. The first thought that entered my head was, “This can’t suck.” The goal? The target? Blue Note Records.
Anything less than a record that tempts the folks at Blue Note is a failure. All I want to do is tempt them. Any more than that is fine. Any less than that is not.
Four months from now I’ll be in a new living space. A new space introduces many new things with it. I’m thinking about what I’ll be bringing with me that’s been with me for a while..all the usual accoutrements. What things will I leave behind and discard? What things will I discover anew? My art comes first. It hasn’t always. It’s already in that #1 spot now sort of. So many goals. I don’t even know.
I love writing, I don’t do as much of it as I wish. It takes much for me to write..more than it should. Mostly, one of two things has to be in place: I have to feel it, or know it. I can’t spew out garbage because I identify so closely with my writing that I will then feel like the garbage I’ve spat. No can do. Tomorrow I am writing a song with a very nice person I’ve had the privilege of knowing for a couple of months. Here’s to feeling it and knowing it.
