Featuring Fabulo (or more accurately the reverse) an amazing producer and dear friend. (https://soundcloud.com/fabul0)

Forces Redux FT. Fabulo (WIP)

Who am I? What do I know? Does it matter?

Let your form manifest in the tones of something beyond you. Become the music. You are nothing beyond the rhythm and flow. You are worthless. I am worthless. We are sacks of meat designed to please one another audiologically. Let the sounds stimulate your neuronal receptors and forget yourself. You and I were nothing to begin with. There is only sound.

Sounds like some angsty teen shit right? Indeed. I am not about that life. That is not me. I am not meaningful, I am not deep. I give you music, you give me the satisfaction of listening to the music. That is all. I do what I do. I don't know why, but I like it. Much of the world motivates me. Yet often I feel unmotivated. It is there, in that space of utter defeat that I turn to the sounds that drive my existence. The sounds that inspire me to continue to explore creatively. I am a logical man. Music makes no sense to my logical brain. And that is why music is my most valued asset.

Fugue