Know when you love an artist before anyone else (except the person who showed you).
And that artist ignites the starving underground scene.
And then you share his music with some friends.
And then somehow they’ve heard “of” him. On Pitchfork.
But that doesn’t ruin it. Yet.
And then you get to see him at proper venue instead of shit hole.
But it’s crowded with people there for some remix he did with some other artist.
And next thing you know his shows are too crowded.
And you’ll never go again.
And account people tweet, “This guy’s mask is creepy. Whr’s Arcade Fire”
And a year after no one knew him his shows sell out in minutes.
And then your dad finds him on Spotify.
And then Honda uses him in a commercial.
And then you’re happy but sad
but more happy than sad for SBTRKT?

Ever feel that way about an artist?

And I woke wondering why cold fronts and clouds are on a break. Cold, stop being such a bitch. Clouds, learn to listen. We miss the magic moisture made this time of year.