I’ve begun work on my solo album. No label I know is interested in releasing a remix comp, live album, or collection from Dubtribe, so in the interest of forging ahead I’ve had to make some decisions.

Immediately I am torn apart by my various urges… One the one hand I wanna fuck shit up. I wanna make house music, stripped, electronic and passionate house music. On the other hand I wanna complete the cycle of the last five years and make some sense of myself, my life, and find some way of sewing my silver threads into a fabric I might be able to fold and store with respect and love.

I have decided to explore both. However, my effort at the moment is strictly a set of covers which have meant a lot to me in my life. Decidedly electronic, but not house music. I spent the day singing along to a DRM16 (very old pattern based, unprogrammable drum machine) and playing chords on the Rhodes while an analog bassline arpeggiated in stops and starts through the delay unit.

I want to cover the emotional, miserable, and the intimate drivel of my lost years with a degree of composure, and intentional lack of emotion.

I’ll keep you posted on my progress…