Today I talked to my mom on the phone. I haven’t done so in a while, partially because I really didn’t have anything to talk about, but also because I didn’t want to hear bad news.
I heard bad news, of course, it was the first thing that she could tell me, that’s her “hook”. After hearing those things (that were rather informative btw) I realized that I might not have much to say, or that I find important… but she does. I’ll try to remember that next time I really don’t feel like picking up that phone.
okay but the reactions all around her just take a second and look at all of them
The blond woman in the upper left corner is visibly upset.
lol Guy nxt to her, puppy whimpers lol
The end, of the world, as we know it. LOL
Lucha de Gigantes
I’ve been reading A LOT about music making, finding out tricks of the trade, putting two n’ two together, trying to understand what makes a good song, a great song, and a masterpiece. I’ve realized a lot of it is really just dumb luck, but I’d like to strike gold with a formula.
Much like this painting, I’ve discovered that lyrics are COMPLETELY secondary to hit-making… what people see or want to see is the plastic around it, not the Rembrandt underneath… but does that mean I should stop trying to make lyrics that make sense? Wouldn’t it be great to do both? I mean, sure it’s more work, but isn’t it worth it… for me?
“Y’all don’t want to hear me/You just wanna dance.”
(Artwork) #MATH #BRAAAINS
Apparently, once you go Solid State, you never go back. lol After a few months trial, I went back, and this is like a hot knife thru butter… Wow… the difference is quite substantial. (Plus it only took about an hour to clean up and it’ll take about one or two to re-install everything, meaning it’s so worth it.) Yay!
Back to work now tho. lol