"I’ve been in full on record-making mode for almost two months now. As creatively free the outcome may be, the process actually involves a massive amount of routine, such as (very) regular visits with my good friend thesaurus.com, my Clyde Caldwell fantasy art book, copious amounts of tea, wearing the same pants every day (despite the breezy crotch rip), frozen yogurt, no-care hair, and a trusty source of CNS (chicken noodle soup). And maybe cookies. It also involves springing up (well… rolling groggily over) at 3AM to lay down the ideas you are bursting with in your half sleep. Thinking too much about anything in particular leads half of that whole sleep somewhere off in the direction of oblivion, so whole sleep has been something of a myth so far in 2011. Anyway, here I find myself yet again, wrapped up in a wonderfully puffy cloud (-:”/9) but unable to sleep because there is an idea in the way. Damn obstructive ideas. Actually, I think that’s an oxymoron. "
"This record should be decent…"
Lights.
"This record should be decent…"
Lights.
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