Have you listened to The Dream album, yet? I swear that’s one of the lyrics. Such a great album.
Anyway, working is hilarious. I made a pact with myself today, though. To hang on to moi. I e-spoke with Richie Valenzuela last night and he was like, “Peach, rap on, man. Don’t not rap.” Then he did me an amazing Titled Page portrait (so great. I’m super famous).
It got me pretty inspired. Between you telling me I should get in the studio and sort it out and feeling like I’m “selling out”* at work, it’s got me pumped to record. In that vein: send me instrumentals OR tracks you want cut up into instrumentals ASAP. I’ll send them to Flame and we’ll get started again!
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* = it’s interesting, the “selling out” thing. Where once I was like “it means signing to a major label and ignoring all your old friends and not skanking properly”, I’ve realised that it’s just putting a price on your personality, on who you are. It’s easy to do (and succumbing to professional inertia is sorely tempting) but hard to undo.
That’s why I try to play touch football as much as possible.
That’s why I stay up til past midnight writing for Drum.
That’s why (with your help!) I’m heading back to the studio.
YES.
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Did I actually say you were 'selling out'? I'm glad you're pumped, I'll find you some goods asap.
IIIII said it, man.
Woo! No discomfort (esp now that I'm fired!)
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