Flying through space @ thousands of miles per hour on a rock mostly covered with water is surprisingly dry and calm. What’s an ape to do with all the time he/she has on it? I have no clue. Ask 100 people this question, and you might get 100 different answers, and no single answer will be able to conclusively disprove, our outmatch all the others. There is however a strong value in society on the almighty money. Money can be traded for anything and is the medium by which many a man and many a dream have been deemed commendable, or condemnable by the others. A common question one will hear amongst casual talk is, “What do you do?” We’ve been conditioned to answer this question with a boring story about what we do for money in other words where, and what we’re supposed to be doing at “work”. The word occupation has been bastardized for the sake of uniformity and the glorification of the 9-5 machine that swallows men up and spits them out with nothing left 35-40 years later.
Over the last few years, I have been occupied with sounds; listening, creating, studying, mixing, analyzing, manipulating, and whatever else one can imagine doing with sounds. Sound has been my occupation. Sounds have kept me sane while driving me crazy. Sounds have put me in exactly the place where I want to be, which is nowhere at all. Sounds have made me feel like a god, and they’ve made me feel like a slug. Sounds have given me great joy, and driven me to deep depression all in one day. My occupation with sound has produced great metaphorical riches, and very little of what we call money.
With The Scarlet Paradigm I have had the chance to write, perform, and produce some sounds, which I think are pretty cool. Over the last year and a half or so with this band I’ve developed a tangible dream in which I can actually make my occupation (sound) be the same thing as my job, bypass the 9-5 machine, and have a kick-ass time on this rock we’re possibly stuck on.
I’m chasing my dreams in sound, and I’m very thankful to all my friends and family for the support. Perchance, one day the dream will support itself as well as my loved ones and I. Thanks for occupying your mind with my words 
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