a good cure for gas is to think of the old you. you made more with less
Yes, the ukule- le is too long for haiku but it’s all I need.
beige paint and cheap art the room I spend most my days blinking lights at night
at what point is a modular system complete? when you press RECORD
Damn those vsts Did I buy that plugin drunk? Do not drink and DAW
Sold the shiny thing To buy the new shiny thing Want shiny thing back
That’s always the way We are never contented Capitalism
its in stock again where the hell is my wallet dang, i have a kid
i’m loving this thread about gear acquisition syndrome (i.e., GAS)
a sale to make is for a new purchase I make without purpose, made
circuit pit is deep should just learn harmonica who am I kidding?
More spending my cash Less making beautiful sounds Blank canvas scares me
I need proper tools To create my masterpiece Anything to distract
too many snare drums plague the laptop studio but zero hp
Trying to make an Haiku End up with a few words And a lot of gear
it is only now i notice that i’m not sure how moleskine is said
Oh my god, what’s that? So many buttons and lights! Want! (What does it do?)
another volca wary, the midlife crisis modular jump’s next
every new piece however blinky, small, large will complicate things
consumerism in the name of new music is justified right?
