(ED. Note: This was the last post on the old KyProphet website, which shows you where I was when we left off.)
Suggested listening for this post:
I live in a trash country where the trash king sleeps in a bed of garbage in the White House.
Unrelated news, but I recorded a few songs last week. Four songs, to be exact. Three songs that I wrote and one song that already had music that needed lyrics. I sat in a nice cabin off the Barren River. It was nice. I needed it. It took about two days. I’ve been listening to the songs and thinking about if they have any potential. I’m not sure. I’m not the guy you want to talk to about commercial viability. For that, outside parties would be needed to assess. People in the know.
I did not shoot my best shot on those best songs. The songs are okay and the performances were strong but I did it because I needed to do it. It was a necessary exercise. More for my mental health than anything else.
I haven’t been in front of a recording microphone since the last Technology Vs. Horse album which has been over a year-and-a-half. I actually think it was December 2015, maybe even before that.
My world is filled with “I can’t”. I can’t change that. I don’t know how.