I wanted to be travelling already.
But I wasn’t ready.
Since 2019 I moved to a quiet town.
Knowing I need to level up.
I was just not good enough.
As long as it takes.
Whatever it takes.
Call it success
Call it mastery
whatever.
Since then have made a few appearances here and there. Small trips. Testing the waters. With different styles, looks, songs. Put some content out there to see where people are at. All feedback.
Then back to work.
Still working.
Got rid of all distractions.
Just me. Guitar. Pen.
Wake up. Play. Write. Create.
Practice like a madman.
Everything converging and integrating into the way I play. Down and out but proud. Some days it gets real lonely but even then a certain kind happiness emerges. Mind storms. Heart storms. Spirit storms. Hurricanes. You ride the chaos into the open sky.
Feeling stronger than ever. But still not ready. Need another 6-12 months.
BECOME SO GOOD THEY CAN’T IGNORE YOU
That’s it.
Lot of famous people out there, celebrities and influencers. Mediocrity.
FUCK THEM ALL.
I am coming for the ages.
Spiders and squirrels at my side
Ride elevators into the heart of the matrix.
THE BIG FIGHT
THE BIG BOOM BOOM