Ive always learned a lot not talking, just being the man in the room who watches. Once I learned to just shut up (I believe this was somewhere in the haze that was college) my life changed sincerely for the better.
Once Silver Medallion started succeeding I had to learn how to be social. I was never really concerned about friends or various social interaction, I had my people in high school and still spent a lot of time on my own, writing music, djing etc. I attribute most of my successes to having spent so much time growing up outside of the social atmosphere: reading, writing and eventually worshipping music. I have thousands of records, R&B, funk, soul, reggae, Japanese, and I’ve listened to and absorbed ALL of them, without exception, in the thousands of hours I spent sampling, listening, making beats etc. Having to become social was hard, I was always more of a bar person than a club person, and more house party than bar, and more homebody than anything else. I learned how to smile, make eye contact, talk freely, lead conversation, things some people take for granted. It’s gotten me a long way, but I was happy on this last month in New York to be able to retreat again. I learned a lot meeting a few people and just being on the wall, listening, observing, planning.
Such as it is I’ve drifted off more and more into space recently, where I just catch myself staring at nothing in particular, completely lost in thoughts that all crumble when I catch myself going too far into them. I kinda blame subways, and the new m83 album, and noise canceling headphones, because together they just put me somewhere else completely.
In NY this time I’ve seen an awful lot more than last time, just being in the same room as people that call shots, in the same clubs as the glitterati, and letting my mind flicker on the back story of every subway dweller has been a wealth of inspiration. Going back to the cultureless netherworld of Arizona is a depressing thought, but so life goes.
