O Muse, Thou Art Sick…

I fired up the sequencer and worked on some music today (nothing very good, natch) for the first time in ages. As I checked the date of the last file I worked on, I discovered it’s been over a month. And it’s not a case of working on a bunch of stuff and not saving it. In this case, other than some random noodling on the MachineDrum a couple weeks back, there was nothing in the intervening time.

More beginnings… walking further along that path of becoming.

“It’s a start,” he tells himself.