What's Going On (What's Going On)

Hi, all.
It's been almost exactly one month since the last post.
Sorry about that.

Actually, the last four weeks have been somewhat out of control.
Finished up the New York trip and came back to NC.
But starting the last night in NYC, spent in the East Village, I went into a Writing Tear.
Does that make sense? For the next two weeks, I was a Writing Fool. Wrote or finished assembly on four songs, and started a couple others. And I like the songs a lot. They're dark, but they *communicate* if you know what I mean.

The third week of this past month I finished recording and mixing two new songs here at Lorien.
I really like how they turned out. I also had to record a classical cello/piano duo on location for a client and compose a song around an ancient Indian text for another client. And start an arrangement for an instrumental track.

The fourth week of the past month (which was last week), I finally just fell apart.
Or hit the wall. Or whatever other metaphor you prefer. Phew.

It's funny how these bursts of creativity wax and wane.
Over the past month I could've (and nearly did) work around the clock, with almost limitless energy.
Now I feel like a damp dishrag stretched over someone's stove. Waiting, hoping to dry out and begin again.

Some of this burst has come at personal cost health-wise, but maybe that's part of the sacrifice.
I'm still figuring that one out. Not in a proud or martyr-like way, but more like I've got this animal inside that's been clawing and scratching to get out. Trying to puncture through the layers of me and peel back my skin so it can escape. And then, suddenly, the animal goes dormant. It has no voice. And as a host, I'm not sure which is worse. Being tormented by that beast, or having him fall silent...

Anyways, that's the news here.

Hope to let you all hear some of the new material soon.

In the meantime, here's a poem fragment I scraped together a few weeks ago.

*****
I'm just another man with a hammer
every problem looks like apathy
and the nail is in the heart
But if I swing this tool around it might fix Something
maybe it will move us
that's why I believe in Art
*****

Thanks for reading,

mark