Xeno's paradox.

Decades later, nothing is done. Going in new directions means often getting lost on unknown stylistic streets, but gradually they become familiar. One song in its fifty-seventh form is nearing completion, unless I deem necessary to move to 58. I'm not good with finishing, until everything is perfect, which never happens, which is why I'm not good with finishing. When my perfectionistic ideal is able to compromise with practicality, 'demonstration' will be done. SOON. Or so I tell myself.

NEWBORN BLOG.

oh, my, things have just begun.

in more ways than just the blog. at this point in time, the blog (that word sounds like phlegm) is not likely to have any perusers because I haven't told anyone about its availability for perusal. but that will change someday soon, and someday after thatday someone will read this and think "my, how curious, to read something that was written when nobody was watching."

things have begun quite pleasantly in the manufacturing process of record album number one, songs number 1 and 2. new avenues are having their detour signs removed in this first stab at independent production.

things are also elaborating nicely in the development of music pieces to be performed in public. more time is required, though, for me to be able to fight off the yawning and/or lack of clapping for as long as I need to.

that's the news for no one for now.

good night, and good riddance.

J