Another month slowly slips by, except time does seem to be flying. As Bowie once sang: "Where the fuck did Monday go?" Where the fuck did 2020 go?
Me and Kevan are safe and working separately while lockdown continues. We are moving slowly, but steadily. With every three steps we do step back one, which is a good thing, because our footing is sure. We want to make something timeless, and that takes time.
So, here we stand, our heads slightly bowed under the pressure, our backs bent from the strain, our arms reaching out. reaching for something that does not yet exist. In our minds it is alive but the act of realisation breaks a spell.. by creating and making solid, we lose something beautiful.. something that can never be shared. It is magic.
If only we capture just that. An idea that takes a lifetime to explain in words, but less than a second to understand in a snap of a synapse. Music sometimes does it as quickly. This is where we are heading.
However, with the lockdown these things take longer to produce.. much longer. We will keep chipping away. We will get there.
stay safe
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