Hey, watch this!!! I'm going to empty my brain onto this blank page!!...

FRIDAY BABY YAAHHH!!

I'm glad to be headed into a weekend that holds little for me other than some playing around with music in an unfocused and undirected manner whilst drinking several coffees.

My excited mind is clogged with thoughts on uniqueness. Various sources with which I've recently been in contact (Jimmy, John Mayer... 's blog, Ronstock, etc.) have brought this idea/word to my conscious mind. I suppose I can't worry much that this record sound 'unique'. Cause it won't. Let's get back to the point of the whole thing... international magical cooperation... no. Sorry. Harry Potter joke. Kar? No Time... But it was.. NO TIME!! Jimmy?

Who's reading this?

Back at it. Seriously, this record is about having fun, and trying to explain myself in some form or another. Or at least exposing my thoughts in a semi-vulnerable manner. Why am I saying this? Because for the past 2 months, I have listened to nothing but snare drums. Exclusively. It doesn't matter what track is playing, cause all I'm hearing is snare drums. What a lame thing. Who cares about the snare drum anyway? It's gonna be what it's gonna be. It's gonna be what I decide I want it to be, and that's it. And the decision is gonna be based on the fact that it makes me feel good to hear it that way. And not what's supposed to be done, or what somebody else did, or is doing. And not what I suspect will garner the most accolades.

And then at the end of it all, I'm going to hold close a season's worth of work, and something that I'm proud of, and it's going to be my 'chase this light' in physical form.

L'Engle talks about how art is a calling. I think in 'Walking On Water.' How any true artist is answering that call... they're people who have put in the time, and have maintained that sense of ever-readyness. Ever waiting, hoping for that extra push, that extra wind in the sales, that infusion of reality thru which good art becomes meaningful art. The moment where 'I am going to push myself to learn, to improve..' meets 'I was created to do this..'

So am I a true artist? Ya. I think I am, and today, probably for the first time, I'm not bothered by the sound of discussing that. Because I'm thinking outside of 'artist' in the pop-culture sense. I'm thinking outside of snare drums. I'm thinking outside of verses and choruses and middle 8s, and I'm realizing that, when this is done, it will be all of me. My fullest effort, the great push, where I reached down, and scraped out the very sides, and left nothing behind for the sake of somebody elses version of me.

Can I chalk that up as uniqueness?

Hey, do yourselves a favor and keep one watchful eye on Jimmy's www.myspace.com/thisiswhatlovesoundslike He doesn't have new tunes up right now.. well, unless you haven't heard the ones he has up right now. But we're working on some new ones, and I'm sure they'll surface in the coming months. He's got heavy skills friends. Boy knows the meaning of melody.

Alright, everybody don't forget to look under your seats and take all of your personal belongings. Watch your step on the way out, and we'll see you again soon.

J