i spent quarantine alone locked inside a tiny guest house in beverlywood, los angeles.  the space was cramped, but the saving grace of the place was a private little outdoor patio which i begrudgingly shared with the worlds largest population of crickets, or, as i like to call them, croquets.

i woke up everyday and spent my daylight hours grinding online poker - playing 3-4 tables at a time nonstop.  i’d eat breakfast while playing poker.  workout while playing poker.  call my family while playing poker.  the sun would set, and i’d close out the tables and walk down the tiny hall into my tiny bedroom studio, where i’d write and record until the sun came up, and then do it all over again.  for 8 months.  just me and the croquets. 

when i started working on this album, my life was a mess.  i was navigating a potential breakup with my girlfriend of 9 years.  i was on the verge of quitting poker after an extended brutal stretch.  i hadn’t written a song, or even stepped into the studio in ages. i was an irritable, miserable, downtrodden shell of myself.

things have changed a lot since i moved out of that little house.  my (then) girlfriend came out to los angeles with me.  we moved together into a (less tiny) house.  poker provided me with a level of stability and comfort for the first time in my adult life.  oh, and my (then) girlfriend?  we’re engaged.

i don’t really have much in common with the person who started this journey in music more than a dozen years ago.  my tastes have evolved.  my priorities have shifted.  while i’ll always be writing, recording or creating in some form or fashion - this feels like the end of the road for “marc goone”.

still - it seemed fitting to put this album out into the world before turning the page on a new chapter.  this album that saved my life.  this album that i worked on every night for 8 months in that tiny house in beverlywood, all while my little co-inhabitants caused quite the ruckus on that wonderful little patio.    this one is called, “croquet”.  it’s out now everywhere.  i hope you enjoy <3

ghost

Yesterday's a memorie, today's a gift, tomorrow's a promised hope🤙

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marcgoone