late for meeting
I complain a lot about derivative sequels, but my parade of hypocrisy marches on. A fitting follow-up to a classic.
FLOATING BUB FRIDAY
DID SOMEONE ORDER SOME SQUISHED BUB
Thank you all for coming. And let me just say how truly, deeply trill it is to be standing in this dope-ass conference room, addressing a group of people in a business meeting. It’s really a dream come true.
Tom, Parks and Recreation, “London, Pt. 1 & 2”
Please give me a future where I am able to speak like this in boardrooms if I so desire.
The third track was a piano-heavy instrumental in need of a vocal. Preston teased out a melody: “I’m a lighthouse,” he sang. “I’ll guide you back.” He tried a few variations, then settled on one. Afrojack liked the vocal line, but he wasn’t sure about the song’s structure. “It’s a thirty-second verse, a thirty-second pre-chorus, and a thirty-second chorus,” he said. “Is that right for a radio song?”
“You don’t go by time,” Preston said. “You go by bars.”
Afrojack cocked his head. “What’s ‘bars’?”
One of my favorite DJs, Afrojack, offers me some hope, as we are both guys who really love music and have no idea how to play or write it.
The article, exploring the rise of Vegas DJ residencies, is available in the New Yorker Archives.
Buttersafe nails just how suicidal I become while thinking up a Halloween costume.