Look see I don’t only write on my blog when I’m feeling messed up.
I was feeling pretty messed up earlier in the year, it was straight up John Kirwan business.
That’s when I started writing whatever the hell I liked on here.
Depressed, bro. It was shitty, it’s like chemical. Chemical imbalances from external stimuli, stimuli that suck, basically. If I see any stimuli I’m not down with . . . then I’m not into it.
Because I have got to get on with it. I can’t be sitting around buzzing out. I was just sitting there going, shit, I know what I have to do, but I just feel like behaving lumpishly instead.
That’s life as a living human lump. Life can be a drag, which however and moreover, eats ass, but then you get a rainbow up your silver lining and you’re good to go.
I got a lot of shit going on. My business affairs are all going pretty sweet so I’ve actually managed to start kicking out tunes again, I’ve busted out like 3 new drum’n bass tracks and they’re all going to be Soul Science numbers, all my straight up D’n B is gonna be Soul Science.
And I was excited. Doing my tunes, taking care of my business, it’s a pretty crucial time. Y’know I talked to my man Shane Hollands and I wanted to go off down what could of been the wrong path.
Down to John Kirwan’s house, face of mental illness in New Zealand.
There was a girl involved.
There was a Lasagna from the Bluebird cafe in Mt. Eden, and now there’s not.
There was a girl involved, then I left to get drunk.
That didn’t happen, that was just something I wrote. That was like, my poem.
But there was a girl involved, I wanted to put her on youtube. I want to do that shit, this is art, man.
I was going to put me stalking Camille on youtube also, but y’know.
Oh, you don’t? Well it’s only going to work as long as the feeling is there. You can’t just fudge it, that’s the art of the Reality Compound, it’s somewhat real.
I mean come on, am I to go after some chick and have it not work out and then not make it into art?
What about what she wants?
Oh I see. It’s all about you, I get it. I mean . . .
I wanted to go to her gig tomorrow. But I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. Well, actually I do.
I’ve almost got my shit together, I’m actually making money and music at THE SAME TIME.
Only for the last 3 days but still, pretty awesome. This is how I want my life to be. I make money because I can, I write tunes because I feel like it. No, because I have to!
I do!
Got several new bits I’m working on, I got this new tune “Cooler” which i’m pretty stoked about, it’s not massive or anything it’s just got a deep 80’s vibe which is down, like it’s still got a drum and bass feel, but it’s also got quite authentic 80’s vibes and beats, I think I managed to bring those vibes together nicely!
And there’s a new beat dungeon radio show recording, damn me and Ivan were getting dumb.
Crazy dumb stooopid . . . dicks basically.
We talk pretty much too loud aswell but y’know, that’s the way it is, this is the 21st century so I think you better be ready for a new and imperfect kind of superstar. Unprofessional but absolutely real.
Y’know, so I’m getting there. We had the gig for the Downbeat Syndrome at Lot 44, that was all good, that’s me jamming with Micah aka Stray Theories, he was killing it on the sax i must have said that.
And Mr. Shane Hollands was on the mic it was like . . . it was unruly but you could tell there was a bit of action on it and really we were just messing around, if we got serious on it, we could be pulling some shit.
It was kinda for me like . . . you get those stupid moments where you’re like . . . why in hell is this only happening now??? Don’t complain. Just get on with it.
Nice things are coming together.
I’d love to crash the party tomorrow and make some big statement but I have to be patient.
What’s the point? Where are you gonna go with it?
There’s no point any more in being half arsed about this, I would love to dive in head long and start waving my camera about and being absolute retard but thats not going to come up with anything sustainable.
It’s not going to be that worthwhile, and I’ll see that and want to go sit down again for 6 months, I can’t do that, I gotta pick up my camera and start rolling and never stop but if that’s gonna happen I gotta be prepared.
So motivational yall! I can do ittt!!! YESSSS!!!
