Trying to get to the next level? You need someone to help you get there! Duh. What do Spotify playlists and open mic nights have in common? Gatekeepers and Key masters. Let’s go find out where Zuul is.
I wanted to take a step away from the killer music advice I’m giving (I wish I had that much pride) and I wanted to share with you a post I found from back in 2013. I’m happy to say I still believe this. It’s strange to think how much we change. I always answer to the same name though. I have a few more memories, a few more scars, seen and unseen. I’m happy to have all of them. I have come to learn that I am not the body I have, that gets hairy and sleepy, it gets a little more grey every day. I’m not the memories or the past that made me. I’m the values and beliefs I hold and share. In some shape or way, that makes me immortal I guess. I will live on through the love and hope and strength that I share. Long after my body is covered by dirt and the few streams of music dissipate into white noise. There’s a certain sweetness to the pain that love causes now.