You know what I used to have?
A brain.
God I miss it.
Whatever you do, NEVER take a job where you have to work from 11pm until 7:30am. It will cause you utter psychic devastation.
Yet somehow I'm managing to find time to work on my tracks. One has already been requested for a radio show next week....which is weird, because I think it's my weakest track. Ugh, I should really fix that one up before I send it out.
But that's for later.
Now: sleep.
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Later....
So this is an interesting quandary: When I tried to find an MP3 of that track that the fellow with the radio show wanted I realized I didn't have one. So then I opened the program that I made it with and I realized that I hadn't saved the final version of the track before I exported the MP3....that I now can not find.
So, now I'm not sure what to do.
I guess I'll try to rewrite it and hope the dude doesn't notice?
Hmm.
A brain.
God I miss it.
Whatever you do, NEVER take a job where you have to work from 11pm until 7:30am. It will cause you utter psychic devastation.
Yet somehow I'm managing to find time to work on my tracks. One has already been requested for a radio show next week....which is weird, because I think it's my weakest track. Ugh, I should really fix that one up before I send it out.
But that's for later.
Now: sleep.
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Later....
So this is an interesting quandary: When I tried to find an MP3 of that track that the fellow with the radio show wanted I realized I didn't have one. So then I opened the program that I made it with and I realized that I hadn't saved the final version of the track before I exported the MP3....that I now can not find.
So, now I'm not sure what to do.
I guess I'll try to rewrite it and hope the dude doesn't notice?
Hmm.