So, I've been in this terrific slump of not creating artwork, really not even drawing anything at all. Not even sketches too much. I couldn't tell you why for that matter. Just a general ennui and a desire to place myself in a new environment.
Aside from my day job I've really only got 2 major things going for me that are rather encompassing on which I'm focusing my energies.
Firstly, I've decided to move to Austin, TX in about six months. And so I'm putting my plan into effect of all the usual: saving money, figuring out a job, finding a place to live, downsizing possessions, thinking about the move, etc.
Secondly, I'm seriously writing music again for the first time in 10 or so years. I've got a
garage punk project called Drop Dead, Johnny!
This is starting out as some equal parts "Static
Age" Misfits, "Psychedelic Jungle" Cramps, and "Experiment Zero" Man or Astro-Man? with a smattering of Tom Waits for seasoning.
The self-published debut disc will be a 7 song e.p. titled Other Side.
I might surmise that, in the past, I hadn't written any music for so long because I'd been focusing on artwork for so long. And now that I'm writing music again the flow has been redirected from the artwork to composition. Is that safe to assume?
In any case, I'm frequently guilty of 'spending too much time upstairs.' As the gears turn, the hours burn. Whether I can count the mental gestation of ideas any sort of accomplishment is probably suspect, but that's where I've been. I'd like to think they'll pay off in the future, hopefully soon enough.
Saw these young men and woman at 821 Cafe 'round supper time. The girl was cuter than this toon and I didn't get her tattoos on her arms. But I totally made that guy's tats up as he was kicking back what the RVA Proles call the 'Peoples' Beer of Richmond'.
