Giving you Something.
Since I left my last big project, I've received both emails and messages from former listeners/friends/fans wanting to know what my next big project is. Teenage me just called today's me a douche for referencing fans. It's such a weird word that implies being worthy of obsession. God, may I never be that cool.
But to answer:
Yo, Jax! When's the next proj?
Stop acting so cool by calling it a "proj."
I'm not too busy for second syllables. I
got this, BRO!
Unfortunately for us lower-rung entertainment industry folk, only 1/20 projects we work on ever make it to the public eye. And that leaves me unintentionally giving people that appreciate my work an artistic cold shoulder. Radio silence. I am such a jerk-butt.
This is the fun moment where a German Nihilist shows up out of nowhere and posits:
Maybe ze art is zat zere is silence and
I disagree. I'd prefer that my lack of weekly
"voice" on iTunes doesn't cause people to
suspect I probably died of some
So here I am, checking in from the afterlife, with a scene I wrote today.
Just cuz "why not." (And I love you.)
SPOILER ALERT. I WON'T PRETEND THIS SCENE IS COMEDIC.