Soda Sundays Twenty Four

Let me post a heavy yet rhetorical question.
would you rather be the man who has all the money in the world but no friends, or all the friends in the world but no money.

I don't need your answer, I have mine.

I just find that this is the time of year always where something deep inside me starts to burn a little, or hurt a little. It's a good feeling, but it makes my stomach do knots over tiny little things that would usually just bounce right off me. I feel like once it starts to get dark out early I'm trapped for 3 months in that anticipatory feeling of waiting for your dream girl to answer you about homecoming, or going to that party to see that girl you've been thinking about all week.

November always does this, and I guess I've been working so hard the last few years that I haven't noticed as much but being home and doing mostly studio work have left me up and vulnerable. Don't worry, I'm not depressed or anything, I'm actually inspired.... just saying that whatever it is I'm feeling, I'm feeling a lot of it.

Why is it that we're not able to bottle up the love and friendships we share and put it in the bank as the real currency of life? Imagine a world where money didn't matter and you could do nothing but enjoy every moment without the anxieties of societies material realities and constants. I don't expect you have answers for these either, just thinking out loud.

the uStream was fucking awesome! I'm going to do a final rough mix on "Best Years" and "Pumpkin Pie" this week and go play it for Mr. Bossman at WBR to pick our next single. Who knows, maybe I'll just put one out without asking permission and see what happens! I mean, I'd rather be playing radio shows then sitting here during december so I may need to get crackin.

I'm looking out my window thinking of this exact time 4 years ago when I'd just moved to LA. sitting in the Oakwoods or Le Montrose wondering when I'd get an album out. I've checked so many things of my ridiculous pretend list of psychotically hysterical goals yet the main ones that seem to complete the puzzle we call life are yet to be solved. I'm thinking thats ok because who wants to beat the game without a couple attempts? I mean, I'd get too bored otherwise, its the pursuit not the finish line and all that shit....

I guess I'm just venting to you guys, because you're my family, my friends. You never realize how quiet everything is until you are alone, dead silence, no one around, no noise, no music, nothing but your deepest thoughts, and its only at that moment where you start to make some incredibly honest but scary realizations about well... everything.

with that, all I have left is to tell you
I love you,

until next week !
-Evan