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i went out to lunch with my bosses, fogo de chao, a golden coral for the uppercrust, with guys in pirate pants offering you filet mignon on a stick in the thickest and most gypsy of accents. i asked them, my bosses not the pirates, how do i flex my cartoon muscles and proceed with my recording career? if i have this long term goal of a show down the road, how do i make sure i’m totally ready and i’m not just overstepping, assuming everything will go like clockwork. i then answered my own question by saying, videos, i guess i have to start making little videos. and i guess i was putting it off because of this utube boom, i figured it would lump me in with everyone else and there’d be that dreadful alleyway anonymity, ready to swallow me up. but no, it’s true, if i want to make a pilot i best make a lot of tests first. little tests. video tests. and since i can’t afford to animate quite yet, i need to start thinking live action (ur two favorite words!) good thing i already started talking to people like dave, kat and tv carnage about it. maybe i’ll just make something quick this june to get started. i asked my bosses for advice and they both seemed to say, looks like ur doing just fine. and that is true, the music is going better than i ever could have hoped. if only that frustrated sealab animator could’ve seen a glimpse of me on stage in texas in front of seven hundred smiles. i think my trip to the atl was an eye opener to say the least. things have changed in every way, in a sense it felt like the gilded age. new buildings, empty lofts everywhere (hence dr. weird’s castle being turned into one) expansions, lots of changes, new people, infinite snacks at soapbox studios where i did the sound stuff. my friends were even different. the bars and eighties night at masquerade were fun but still weird, mainly because i was sober and wait a minute… that’s not eighties music, thet’s gay opera disco… exit stage right even.

so i learned that if i want to produce anything it would take longer than five days, like a month seems more appropriate, or a few weeks. that i need to maybe take my producing energies and apply them to myself. and that may sound obvious, but i just realized it this week. i guess i needed to be reminded that i did produce and kinda still do with all my sites and songs etc. it’s just weird growing up, i think these are growing pains and why i was kinda verklempt at the end of the process. it’s like visiting ur highschool while ur on thanksgiving break and the school has built a million dollar expansion in ur absence. the halls aren’t the same. ur locker’s definitely gone. and it would take real commitment and lots of work to get back into that groove. i can’t just swoop in and think i’m gonna rule.

the good news is i made the first song, and recorded it with top of the line folks that were eager for me to come back and do more and i just may, because it was the opposite of every song i’ve ever made. i was in charge, i was producing, not the dj and for that very reason i’m beyond stoked for the new record. it wll really be my creation, my thing, what would happen if i was given complete control. i think it’s gonna be good if the song’s any inclination. it’s called falynn, pronounced fallin. named after a friend that likes to hook me up with free baseball caps. it’s about being too nervous to talk to someone. i think i will return to the atl in august not to do any cartoon stuff, but to record my masters and sweeten and mix. i’m so excited and i’m gonna just chill and tour and take my time. make the bestest mc record in forevers. i is making raps in ur dirty souths.

speaking of free, im about to head over to celebration. kat’s gettin me a car, and then i’ll be getting my badges (starwars.com got me a badge, as did cartoon network, as did kat, so i’m hella badged) and heading over to the robot chicken symposium. i’ll be walking around for the rest of the day trying not to buy anything. i’ll be hoping to run into pop candy whitney and billy dee. im stoked to see anything new, like their new cartoon or their games. i’ve said that already.

thanks to everyone that helped me this week, jennifer stephens, kim manning, jessica teal, pete, keith, cj and soapbox and johnny lang in brookln for breaking into my apartment and sending me notes off my desktop. thanks to my dj’s and music friends, sorry if i built up ur hopes. didn’t mean to. tv’s tricky. thanks to mikey jenkins for cleaning up my tats. i was listening to the tattoo song on my way home from the buzz session. funny. i now know all the new hip hop on the radio. i need to get a radio for brooklyn. totally dewwwwwwd.

last nights flight was all fucked. missed my connector, missed all flights to LA, was sent to santa anna and then driven to LAX where thank god my bag waited. kat told her security to take care of me and they totally got me into her place and i crashed, happy that the week was over and that all the growing pains and learning experiences could come to an end, and celebrating starwars could come to a begining. oh and on sunday after ucb, i’m staying at the chateau marmont. that’s unbelievable to me. that’s where overdoses and interviews happen. exciting. well… i’m off. congrats to the nurse for getting a dope new job. hopefully they won’t work u on the third. proud of u as always.