I found this 15 year old video of a bearded me doing spoken word to a harmonica sample I made on the spot while wearing my late grandfather’s ‘Wyoming’ trucker hat as my coworker beat boxed.
The desk I work from and make all my music at is technically our dining room, and is 3 feet from the couch and 6 feet from the kitchen, but we’re fortunate to have amazing views like this. It smelled amazing at this moment too, so we took the dog for a walk.
