**A departure for me from the usual chapters and commentary on EATHEL the BASTARD. I’m going back through my notebook and entering in some shorter form entries in my journal. I hope this showcase is some of my writing and a more raw and immediate form of my work.
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7/14/2024
I guess I never really understood why anyone would ever want to vote Republican since the 2000 Bush v. Gore saga. I was 10—maybe nine or so—when that whole debacle went the way it did. Even then, I recognize the difference between Bush and Gore. One could form coherent sentences and sound articulate and sophisticated. The other was Bush. I remember vividly watching on the television when they declared Bush the victor. “Bush wins,” with his visage superimposed over the screen. That was, I think, when the worst timeline started.
7/15/2024
Met Jalan yesterday; he was really cool. “Proud Black Brand” is the name of his company. Jalan Ward—we connected on Instagram.
7/17/2024
Today is another day. And today is Wednesday. I brought my personal computer into work today to see if it would be viable to work on personal things during the workday. During the workday, my day job takes precedence, but I’m finding myself with a lot of downtime—and if I can get a few hours of that work in (personal), then that can help me be a little saner. It is the personal, creative work that breathes life into me for the moment. Soon it will be something else. Soon, who knows what it will be. It was, I think, music for a while; I haven’t done that much in the past few days. I don’t want to lose what I’ve been able to achieve on that front, however—the stuff I’ve been working on has started to sound really good, and I’m proud of it. It’s starting to get to where I want to be—soulful and organic, but bouncy and modern—soul-sampled trap beats that could be played in a strip club and not sound out of place. That’s the sound I wanna try and cultivate.
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Sam. The little essay involve your encounters/ observations about women is dreadful. You know this.