So it’s like 2:30AM the night before the CD release and I can’t sleep. I would call it release day “eve” but really it’s the morning of…  so the semantics are tricky. You know, all kinds of bullshit goes down on the business and politics side of music and it can be really draining on you. Leading upto today there were times when things had kind of wore me down but a random IM changed all of that. A fan I never talked to added me on Facebook, messeged to say what’s up, and asked for an old song of mine that he couldn’t find. It was a song I haven’t had anywhere in well over 5 years. Turns out he got it on a promo sampler I had handed out after smuggling a handful of home made, sharpie written, burned CDR’s into a concert and passed out to random heads in like 2001. Dude told me that the particular song was his shit, he loved it and had been looking for it for years.  Damn…

What were the odds that my random needle in a haystack CD-R I passed out would resonate with some one to the point where they would still love a song they had lost 7 years later? Now that is love. That is music. That is what it’s all about. That is what makes all of the work and effort worth it.  I don’t give a fuck if there is just 1 person in the crowd Saturday. If it means that much to that person, then it means that much to me; and they deserve 110%.

I am beyond amped to rock this show tonight.