For such a very brief moment, everything seemed convincing to me that Poison Springs Records and the big-time artist that I am were on the right track. However, my train seems to have run out of steam. I can’t seem to get information on anything with my booklet printing, and I am kind of annoyed by that. I guess everything is still in order, it’s just in limbo, and that bothers me.

But speaking of limbo, I have this terrible obsession with my own death and not saying and doing all the things I wanted to say and do (mostly say) before I die. So, in an unprecedented occurrence, I recorded demos of all the complete songs I have written for Self-Titled. No one knows when it will actually be done, so I figured I might as well leave some remnant in case someone is interested in the unlikely event of my death. There are mistakes and whatever. It’s just to get the idea down. Anyway, the lofis are either up or on the way up. I will try to get my train humping again, but I am no engineer, it seems.