Everybody gets their something
A whole mess of people are getting their promo CDs in a few days. The second I gave those envelopes to the post office lady, my album was no longer mine. A wise man reminded me of this recently, and I’m OK with it. It’s been six years in coming, and letting go of this means the beginning of something else.
Hopefully a little sooner than last time.
To those of you just now getting here from the back of the CD sleeve: I thank you from the bottom of my heart for giving it a listen. Now, tell all of your friends and their friends and their friends and then we can all be one big shiny happy family.