thenewgreen, sitting at his counter, headphones on, raised his arms triumphantly after track two and proclaimed, "holy fuck, this is good."

I've been in such a dark and dismal place these past few weeks. I'm deep in the depths of just trying to stay afloat in waters that I never thought I'd be treading in. Trading one corporate master for another. Fuck.

After the third song I laughed triumphantly and my wife raised her head from behind the back of the couch and looked at me like I am crazy. -I am.

I said to her, "this, this is what I was born to do."

"You change your mind all the time," she said.

I replied, "But, really... I don't. It's always music. It's the constant."

She's referring to the various startups I create. I am pathologically creating business ideas. But music (and Hubski) are the only ones that I've never considered a "business."

Anyways. I'm digging listening to this. It's brought some clarity to a dismal situation. Even if I have to slang crap for corporate america for the rest of my life, I'll always have the music I make.

This weekend I will record. A lot.

veen, I should have shouted out to you and flagamuffin. Have a listen.