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So um, yeah…

Time goes by: I become more and more aware of how people might perceive me online; and thus there’s still some explaining to do! Perhaps there’s a misconception that I dislike those that haven’t accepted my page or event invites? Well let me say that I’m actually doing this more for personal, rather than environmental, reasons; it’s never going to be easy to “reborn” yourself when you’re from, what I feel — a rather mixed-up family. There’s my inked-up brother who’s an apprentice hairdresser; my youngest brother who’s well into gangster rap; my sister who recently became a mother; and then there’s big brother me — a broken musician & aspiring artiste (basically, the weirdo).

Halfway to nowhere: ever the optimist, huh! This wasn’t easy to confess to. But it was satisfying to void the pretence of having this “impressionable” artiste profile, where everything is actually 95% improvised and recorded in dire circumstances on a PMP (“blindsides” included). Yeah, I’m going nowhere fast with this quest (and my life, truthfully)! It didn’t have to be this way, but lo and behold — events conspired.

Highflier: so who are the ones trying to “pull me down”? The local dub-step warriors? Nah. The voices in my head? Maybe. And yer, I know… the music I so love and advocate is not going to go away… but, for me, it’s not always about traditional performance anyway. Believe it or not, I do actually like a bit of EDM (for one)! I even started off, back in my primary school days, with the likes of Dance eJay — arranging my own sample-based tracks (even ones that were played during a disco!). So, it goes without saying: respect to ALL musical artistes — as long as what you’re doing is for the greater good (of the music industry).

Existentialism: I don’t really need so little as 99 + 1 likes to feel a sense of accomplishment; but any fewer than half that amount would be sacrilege for what I’m offering. And I ain’t gonna wait till a blue moon to finally confess — no, not when I have such an abundance of recordings, while in this jobless plight. Might as well take my chances and seek out a prospective audience — perhaps even as controversially as the uploaded material itself. What’s there to lose, really? Aside from a few “friends” deleting me on Facebook, that is. Well, as for “50 likes” Lionheart, it looks like I unfortunately built myself a wall there; perhaps the other half will offer me (now lo-fi king) a ladder… I’ll be waiting, as ever.


The woes of Facebook communication

Allow me to reiterate on what I’ve said before: whoever you are, I probably won’t like your music page till after you accept and like mine (provided I invited you to do so FIRST). Expecting favours tit for tat is petty as anyone should know, but if you were to actually check out my musical profile, you’d find that my choice themes vary into the borderline and I’m not exactly doing the “hopeless” of this lost generation any injustice. That’s irregardless of the fact that the vast majority of my tracks are recorded conveniently using a PMP (inferior to one privy with pro quality, as it were). If anything, I lose by advocating this (made evident by my far-out failure to reach just 100 page likes in a year); I gain only existential relief at best. Hopefully there’s enough variety to captivate listeners though, huh.

This message applies particularly to those long-term school friends and more recent music peers: don’t panic; it’s not my aim to steal any limelight from you on the internet; no hard feelings ever incurred. Just realise that, contrary to the “amateurish” nature of which my artistic development has sprung, this whole networking thing has – and never was – going to be easy for me! Oh and excuse ME for being somewhat unique.