Gots’ to decide a thing or two. Soon. Now. Or never, mine. The beat making is beasting me. The blog postings are, in the main, rash and trash. And it’s cash and carry here…Soon…come early winter, and I ain’t feeling much like a winner, so I’m sure gonna whine about it…don’t ya know.
In smart ass, show off, shop talk, SNZ got me Pro-Q 3, Pro-R and Pro-C 2….which rings of vitamin supplements but are actually world class digital audio plug-ins. Should take me only a couple of years to learn how to use ‘em.
And as the days darken quicker the very concept of sharing all this here drivel is shaded by the understanding that the internet as fellowship long ago gave up the ghost to a coterie of ciphers cataloguing all that makes you ….YOU! And monetize what makes you… YOU… they do. Warned ya above about the whining, remember.
So the House is without a Speaker, and the World is without a bit of reason, and actual treason seems in season, while me and SNZ are still without a puppy. And Wolf Tickets are vieux jeu. For sure.