I had the honor yesterday of walking into Amoeba Music on Sunset in Hollywood, crate digging, and purchasing my first pressed vinyl right out the Hip-Hop section. Sure I’ve made plenty of Cd’s, sold them at stores and on the streets, but there is something about feeling like I now contribute to the great lexicon of artists that have pressed their waveforms to wax. Just gets me excited, makes me feel satisfied. I was so geeked I asked some of the people at the store to click this pic of me.
This makes me feel like it wasn’t all for nothing; I make shi-at all the time; but then it just sits; I try to distribute it to no avail; having a small record label take interest and press me on wax feels like my first musical success. I feel as if I need more now to create to distribute, I suppose one might call it addiction, I just need to one up myself now; press my own and make something of it…
