You can hear the people peeing upstairs. Ah life! It sure does have a way of upending things and 2016 for absolutely certain. I have thus far been to a funeral, been hit by a car, laid off work and bid farewell to more fantastic artists than I care to mention. It's a doozy this year, and aren't we all just struggling to get out alive while still being clever enough to use the oxford comma?
As a result of the terror this year has rained upon us, I have decided to make this the unequivocal year that I finish and release my EP. I have One and a half songs left and we're nearly there, because while there may be darkness, an absence of liquor and a strange sensation that the robots pressed waaaay too many buttons and switched the matrix from a utopia to a dystopian hell (Aside: I think it's funny that autocorrect doesn't seem to know what dystopian means, in 2016? I mean really), you and I are still here, and so is the music folks, and that at the very least is worth some celebration. So queue up your Netflix, ready your wine and popcorn and watch every damn thing you ever wanted to watch, go outside and run every damn track you wanted to run, or get yourself on a bus and window watch every damn thing you wanted to window watch, paint that painting, finish that book, deck the halls or paint the halls. For God's sakes finish that damned script and tweak that damned novel because now is the time people!!!, and come the end of the year your ears will be very busy.
Peace (where you can find it) Love (within yourself) and Kittens (always kittens I mean, c'mon)!
P.S some pep for your step
