Geesh take 2 on this day 5 post...
Dear Bud (aka Christy),
Well shit. I was hoping to have this big revelatory essay written for you today. In fact, I was in a writing frenzy yesterday afternoon before going to my regular job. Damn that job. It's getting in the way of my plans.
Anyway, in my morning journaling I realized I was finally ready to write my music bio. I've been putting it off for so long mainly because I hate writing about my music and trying to figure out what I sound like. So I decided to write my music history here in LA in hopes of finding some kind of common thread of what I've studied and listened to in comparison to what I play and record. Instead, I get caught up in the chronological order of things. Ugh.
It doesn't help that working 8 hours breaks my rhythm and thought process. It's hard getting that zone back. Again, that damn job.
Since today is my day off, I'm gonna take it up again after some rest.
So no big creative thing today. Instead I will repost my tweets, which are actually Vines from this week and last.
Here's one of me playing word scramble with my vinyl. I picked random records and dropped the needle on somewhat random song hooks to form this random sentence, "Ain't no businessman running right, Bodhisattva."
And here's one of Puddin' because cats are awesome. It's got an experimental short film vibe. (Damn it, I shoulda recorded a track for this.)
Nite, nite.
Love,
Budmeister aka Edie
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