I was working on a project called "Life of a digital artist". Literally fell asleep to it. Woke up in the middle of the night and decided to save it for the next day.
Sun rose and my day began. Wait, let me rephrase. Sun rose and hours passed. Then I woke up. It's a new day and an old project. I was envisioning the drawing I was going to do for the day. Was planning various details and ways to approach the outcome I was intending.
It was almost 12pm and I still hadn't started on the remaining work from the previous night. I was working on making Logos and posting them on my dribble and behance. Created Fiverr and Upwork as well to sell products online. I will talk more about it later. I was having coffee and finishing all these tasks while listening to music on YouTube.
I had to clean my room after I was done with logos. I was cleaning and organizing hoarded stuff. I had to go through heaps of items stored for years. If that was not enough for the nostalgia ninjas to sneak into my room, here comes their force.
I started playing the songs of the band called Busted. They ruled my 2000s. Sent me back to the time. This band got split as one of the members, Charlie, left. Listening to the song brought back to those better times.
They reunited again and released two albums. I started playing one of them which was released in 2019. It's called "Half Way There". The songs are literally made dedicated to the 90s, 2000s, being absent for the last 10 years and coming back etc.
"I wanna hear about the last ten years, so much has happened since you disappeared. If I still could, then I still would..", "So many things to talk about, Our different lives how they turned out"
Then there are songs saying, "What happened to your band? What are your future plans? I'm like your biggest fan. Where'd you go, I've been lost without you, it's crazy. Time moves slow, I ain't seen you on the TV lately. I walk through the neighbourhood where I used to live. But the only thing that people ask me is. What happened to your band?"
and "I miss the days of after school at Roller City, Now all we've got is a parking lot, it's such a pity. And used to pray we'd meet one day Kelly Kapowski. God, I miss the nineties. I'll always miss the nineties"
All of the songs are so good. James, Charlie sounds as good as always. And I admired Matt's funk raspy energetic lunatic character voice so much and good to see it still hasn't changed after all the years.
And when the song called "It happens" started playing I was in a deep mystical phase stage whatever you can call. As I finished the cleaning it was evening. I was playing the songs in the loops as I was showering next.
I was so deep into the ocean made of nostalgia, it struck me to draw something that dedicates to the 90s or early 2000s. Wow, yes. I wanted to draw a radio as I was imagining the radio playing Busted.
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