LOOKS LIKE I WROTE A WHOLE ASS DESCRIPTION OF THIS LIKE SOMETHING WITH BREATH WOULD GIVE A FUCK HAHA ANYWAY DON'T READ IT OR LISTEN TO THIS. NOBODY CARED THEN AND THEY WERE RIGHT NOT TO LOL MEMES.
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VINTAGE EP FROM 2 DECADES AGO! Songs written in 2009 (except track three which was written sort of on the spot when and where this was recorded in January 2013).
I only put this up because everytime I log into bandcamp I'm automatically redirected to an account I made for it years ago, so I decided to copy and paste everything here.
This is the closest real attempt at forgetting my flash cartoon series making roots, recognize the living hell of my/our surroundings, and be a straightforward musician - it's also the only thing here that wasn't done by myself on a laptop. I'll never forget showing up to record that day without a clue about what I was going to do, not having ever had regular access to a functional instrument or a place to practice, and still don't. I was scheduled to drive a cab somewhere in NJ and as I type this in January 2021, little has changed aside from being settled somewhere for a while which turns out to be more of a nightmare "shithole" (as opposed to the personal nightmare/"shithole" I came from).
I think my initial reaction in the studio was to draw silly pictures on leftover pizza plates. I recorded the vocals a year later after my car broke down in the Holland Tunnel, and eventually dying in a random parking lot in Cliffwood Beach NJ - incidentally behind the cracked out apartment complex I lived in ten years before THAT, where I began my "career" of uploading bad music to an audience of 1.4 people in the 00's.
Luckily in the 8 years that passed, I've become an extrovert that connects with people within seconds as opposed to the absolute freak I was in my teens and 20's. I made these, and every single other one of the recordings on this
Bandcamp.com page accessible tonight soley because I'm an alcoholic.
The point is, be sure to write a review about this while sitting cross legged in front of a fake fireplace.
I love you, too.
Cheers,
Mike Da Front Desk Clerk