Undercut.

3am, just back from Carmen, the residency I’ve manifested by wish and network. Spoke to my brother on Skype. He says I shouldn’t undercut myself when it comes to music. But – and not everyone will understand this – I will undercut myself. Constantly and repeatedly. Until the music that flows through me causes a break in a barside conversation. “Sorry man. I just gotta check this.” Until the music causes strangers to share it with their friends, it’s not good enough. 

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