There is no water in this desert...

It's been about 3 months since I have moved back to Nevada. The adjustment is difficult and I miss my guys... playing music on a daily basis with others is hard to come by especially while i PATIENTLY wait for this record to be finally displayed and released for any and everyone to hear.

I have started working again and have shaved my 5 year beard! And cut my mullet, but alas it wouldn't matter because no-one knows me or has any idea of my love for music. That shouldn't matter to me, but it does.I just feel like I'm meant for more and it bums me out when someone asks me "what I do for fun" -- it's borderline insulting. I guess I'm just in a bad mood most of the time. I do love being close to family and seeing the smile on my wife's face everyday. I'm generally happy, but musically I feel like a piece of me is dying. (DRAMA!)

I know i will always pursue art and am really okay with playing with my good friend Tony or jamming with Fritz or even random people, but I believe in Lost Vegas and Ava; so much has gone into this record I really want it to work. I feel like the window might have passed...

Then I hear a new mix or sample masters and flip. Maybe I'm not so patient or maybe I feel sorry for myself because I'm not on a stage. Either way I'm being selfish.