I'm back in the studio. My mom's visit had a lot to do with that. I finally, Finally, FINALLY shipped off a mix to my Canukistani compatriot littlestar and I think she's pleased with the results. Who knows, you might get to have a listen this week. Mp3s 'cause it DID happen. Bitches.
My mom was in town for two weeks and it was great. The Dude was all about her. They played games, read, and generally enjoyed one another for two solid weeks. I've not seen my mom so pleased in years. It was great.
Then the annoying part. My mom retired a few years ago. She earned it. Some money from my deceased great aunt made it possible and I am glad she did. She writes, my mom. She's good at it. She enjoys it. But she also indulges herself in a good dose of angst over self-imposed writers block and not being able to get anything done because she simply won't sit down and do it. My brother is a fine arts guy. Photography and sculpture with a healthy dose of computer stuff in there. I did my work in music composition. We've both been through studio classes, critiques, masterclasses and plenty of criticism from our peers and ourselves. By this point in my life, I am very selective when it comes to criticism. Mostly, I make music for myself and my friends. If someone doesn't like it, that's and awful shame but I certainly don't give a fuck. My inner critic is a dick and needs to be beaten sometimes but the only thing that keeps me from doing what I do is my daily schedule and, well, heat. So when my mom says that getting up at the crack of 8 AM and going to the gym at 9 AM and then getting home and having to make lunch or shop puts her out of her element creatively it's all I can do not to grab something and beat her with it. Are you fucking kidding me? As a little dose of reality, I ran down my daily schedule from wake-up at 5 AM to studio time at 8 PM and let her know that pity was not forthcoming. Somewhere in my rant, I felt ashamed for the lack of work over June and July. So I'm back at it. And I think my mom will be as well.
The visit with mom was good. She'll probably be back in October. It was 6 months between this visit and the one prior and that's not cool.
The Dude had his 3 year check-up today. He's in great shape. In other news: MY SON WILL BE THREE YEARS OLD AT THE END OF THE MONTH!!!!!! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?!!?!?!?!?! Wow. Time flies. And he's awesome.
That's about all I've got. Let's get this week over with already so I can get some rest. Oh...wait...there will be no rest. OK. That's cool.
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