So.
I've spent the last couple weeks in and out of the studio. Working on the new record. After so much time and hard work doing things I don't necessarily love to save up the funds for this, to be in the studio is a dream. I love every second of it. I even love the things I hate: the stomach aches from sitting in one place for too long, the psychotic nerves the first time I record a vocal(when my voice seems screamingly loud in my head phones no matter how much I turn it down), the pain that shoots down from my shoulder to my wrist after playing piano for ten hours straight. It is all so good. Whenever I worry about whether I should keep trying at this career, whether or not it's time for me to quit making records and just sing to myself in my room, I should go into a studio. To remind myself that it's one of the few places in the world where I actually feel like I belong.
There is still so much more to do, and even after it's done, there is the promoting of the record, the touring and the photos and the facebook-updating. All the stuff that gets me to you. So even though I can't play you anything just yet, know that it's coming. And picture me where I am in the above picture because that's where I'll be most of the time. Yes? Ok.
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