Over the past two years I've produced 8 albums, plus done a little moonlighting as a producing consultant on a handful of others.
It never occurred to me that I would produce. In part this is because I so revered my producers. Another part is that, as a to-the-bone songwriter, I experienced music as lyrics, melody, chords, form. For me, the SOUND of tracks was veneer. If there were violins, I didn't notice.
A few weeks in California of compounding obligations and 80% of people I love randomly in town at the same time left me deep fried. I've retreated to Maine once again for a hot minute.
Here the volume has turned down. And now gradually the more secret rhythms reveal themselves like stars.
You may have noticed a change in my tone the past half year or so. Of course I still call you my lovelies as per always. But maybe my writing to you is a bit more candid or reflective or geeky or poetic? Which is to say... a bit more me.
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