Lots of crazy shit. Lemme just say that the last year of my life has been the most topsey turvey, insanely awesome clusterfuck of events ever, pretty much ending with the recent break in of my house.
Yes.
My house got broken into.
And, I'm sort of thankful. Let me explain why.
I'm a simple man. I don't need much. Really. Coffee consumes a good portion of my life. Almost.... all of it. Its a true passion of mine, and something that I wouldn't trade in for the world. Few people know that in my spare time, I like to play videogames. Well, one game, really. And thats PS2 baseball. Baseball is also a passion of mine. I can't play anymore (shoulder and knees), and I miss it dearly. So when my PS2, and all my games were stolen, I was initially bummed hardcore. But given a few days to think about it, I realized this is the golden opportunity to get back into another passion of mine:
I miss making music... well, I didn't really understand to what extent I've missed it. I've played with some amazing musicians in my years, and I'm getting back into it. I'm pouring what used to be "PS2" energy back into something more productive, and hopefully something that I enjoy listening to afterwards. The "basement" is being turned into a music room, with the garage being the "auxilery music room". I'll keep ya posted.
-BZA
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