the nameless place

i am in a place i don't want to be. both literally and figuratively.

i am ostensibly a musician. however i seem to spend much of my time not actually making music. it's hard to judge, as in this literal and figurative place, time is pretty strange.

time.  five years.  that's the last time my band's music was fixed in a physical form available to the public.

music is ephemeral, magickal, spiritual. giving it physical form helps tether it to our existence, give it substance, and a nod towards certain associations.

my own high standards are both blessing and curse.  at times, our new music feels like a mathematical equation that tries to divide itself by a fraction; the answer keeps getting closer but never seems to reach zero.

but it will.

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