Then something sorta musical happens and there's a realization that in spite of everything else that might need attention the next 4 hours will be spent exclusively on making a 4 minute mp3 for a handful of people to listen to.
One take after the other until something worth sharing is recorded.
An equivalent amount of time is then spent staring at a computer screen, obsessively tweaking dozens of tiny, very silly-looking "knobs".
Export, encode, upload, summarize and save.
I'm realizing I've actually achieved something over the past 2 years with this ridiculous podcast.
I try not to post about here too much, but it's one of the few things I am proud of and okay with being remembered for.
Also, I really don't like Western culture's preoccupation with musical virtuosity. I think it has made for a terrific amount of unhappiness for all involved. In other words, I'd rather be an awful musician than an awful person.