Can you tell I’m avoiding work? Like the plague? I’ve been buried in Photoshop beating that funk out of me and now that I’m up for air, well…I’m stuck in 1985 with the Psychedelic Furs, thank you very much. And scrapping. A freestyle (okay, I’m officially tired of that phrase…tired tired tired!) white space album. ‘Cause scrapping is sooo left brain (right brain?) – math brain. It is precise and logical and allows the other half of my brain soak up the music.
Way more info than you need. Okay.
Back to work I go.