Pretty funny to read below that THAT’S where I was at a month ago. Pretty sad to think I’ve been working on it, hard, every day since. But at least I’m nearly done. I’ve been slaving away at this piece since July. Not maybe thinking about it every few days and giving it another go. No, it’s more like, obsessing over it night and day, running at it full speed at every opportunity. About 90% of the time I’d go too far and have to retreat, frustrated that those many hours were wasted.

But I got real close a week ago. And then I clued in I needed to add one more instrument. Bring back the bass. (The instrument, not the asylum-worthy riff from before.) That clinched it. And now all that needs doing is mixing.

It kind of bugs me that I’m going straight at dark jazz like some kind of will-less zombie. What the hell is that? What is it about that music that impels me toward it? Why isn’t my music all synthy and sci-fi, like I imagined it would be before I had the tools to create these pieces? Hmm…