My brain doesn’t function normally. It operates on an unknown frequency. Just ask those who know me well.

5% brilliance / 5% normalcy / 90% disorder. Like a drunk pigeon soaring the skies and not knowing where or how to land.

I think of it as opposite syndrome. One moment I’m laser-focused, knuckled down without acknowledging the outside world. The next, my attention span rivals that of an ant that’s just discovered crack cocaine.

Creative ideas and concepts—they mostly arrive uninvited demanding my attention, only to disappear the moment I attempt to harness them. Beauty and chaos.

Projects? Oh, I have them. Some half-finished, others barely started, each one whispering for my attention. I often find myself frozen at the starting line, paralysed by the volume of my to-do list.

The Goals:

• Record another original EP.

• More YouTube content.

• Potentially producing for other artists.

• And, like every other asshat, starting a podcast.

A podcast….for everyone and anyone.

Solo episodes, interviews, discussions ranging from the nonsensical to the deeply creative. A look inside the minds of artists, what drives us, what keeps us up at night. Pulling back the curtain to reveal the process behind creative work—things people wonder about but never quite understand. The ins and outs of our lives, plus a healthy dose of bullshit.

Interviewing others will be exciting. I’ll definitely say things I shouldn’t, and ask questions I probably shouldn’t. Perhaps they, too, wrestle with the relentless flood of ideas and distractions. Maybe—just maybe—they’ve found the secret to managing it all?

Will I execute this seamlessly? Doubt it.

But I’ll navigate the madness and see what comes of it.