Where is my relationship with music at these days? I barely play. I barely practice. I want to finish of this demo but have no desire to play the band live, merely to have a tape release before my music inspiration leaves me entirely. New music, forever something I was interested in seems to have left me and I can’t even be bothered going to gigs. They don’t appeal to me anymore as all the touring bands see to me to be copies of each other, same gear, same sound, same clothes, same opinions. And there is very little danger left in this world. Where is the edge? Not that U2 guy but the Taake or the Gorgoroth. Even the death metal bands are nice.
I haven’t stopped listening to the GZA/Muggs album Grandmasters because it is chess themed. Perhaps I should write some chess-metal. But it is a shame to waste M’s talents and for me not to be involved in them, he is the perfect drummer for me and a good friend. If only we’d met five years before, or he even could’ve been in Wolf Sermon longer. My record collection doesn’t get any bigger. Indeed I attempt at times to decrease it. Such is the way with music in the world. Too much, too little.