wrong velocity
week of march 29, 2026
performed a live set wednesday at union pool. people been telling me about its a infamous hookup bar. our friend dan, who we met at lsd, got us on the bill. he's talented and real in the way that matters. always has a pulsar cable hanging around his neck like it's just part of him.
first time walking in. 时光穿梭 is the only phrase that fits. time travel. looks like an inn at the door. step inside and there's a dj playing inside a telephone booth in the main room. go deeper, there's a door to outside. left is a garden with a taco truck. right is the live house.
the stage is framed by a painting frame. so you're performing inside a frame. like a painting. like the frame tv at home. the front of house was also a musician. i could tell because she actually cared about the sound and how we showed up. most spaces in new york, the room doesn't know what's inside it. this one did.
the night began. we played the best techno live set we've ever played.
part of that is the trackathon justin and ann hosted a few months back. 24 hours, constant feedback, push to the finish line. i've been searching for a way to produce with live hardware, but everything in hardware lives in the moment and it's genuinely hard to complete a track. the trackathon gave me a structure for that last mile. even if the end product stopped mattering, the process installed something.
i enjoy live sets more than ever. music too.
friends who've watched me grow over the past few years. new friends and old ones on the dancefloor, just being themselves. no brand representation, no growth metric, no social image calculus attached. we were like an orbit. celebrating the joy of being one's own person. most pure thing i've experienced in a while.
wrong velocity
reading chasing homer. it talks about velocity. a quiet mistake to stick with your chosen velocity. sounds obvious. but we spend most of our lives chasing predicted results, predicted life, predicted pattern.
so i opted into the wrong speed. quit an org i co-founded. started making more music. asked my partner to drive the opposite direction the map shows, just to see if there's a faster or different way there. choosing the wrong way. the wrong speed.
maybe it's always been me. the stakes just feel higher after you grow up.
now i remember why i always make the choices i make.
btw oil price is shockingly $5.5 in nyc
i start ikebana again!!!!
this is a running notebook. field notes from someone watching themselves from the outside. updated weekly.
first time walking in. 时光穿梭 is the only phrase that fits. time travel. looks like an inn at the door. step inside and there's a dj playing inside a telephone booth in the main room. go deeper, there's a door to outside. left is a garden with a taco truck. right is the live house.
the stage is framed by a painting frame. so you're performing inside a frame. like a painting. like the frame tv at home. the front of house was also a musician. i could tell because she actually cared about the sound and how we showed up. most spaces in new york, the room doesn't know what's inside it. this one did.
the night began. we played the best techno live set we've ever played.
part of that is the trackathon justin and ann hosted a few months back. 24 hours, constant feedback, push to the finish line. i've been searching for a way to produce with live hardware, but everything in hardware lives in the moment and it's genuinely hard to complete a track. the trackathon gave me a structure for that last mile. even if the end product stopped mattering, the process installed something.
i enjoy live sets more than ever. music too.
friends who've watched me grow over the past few years. new friends and old ones on the dancefloor, just being themselves. no brand representation, no growth metric, no social image calculus attached. we were like an orbit. celebrating the joy of being one's own person. most pure thing i've experienced in a while.
wrong velocity
reading chasing homer. it talks about velocity. a quiet mistake to stick with your chosen velocity. sounds obvious. but we spend most of our lives chasing predicted results, predicted life, predicted pattern.
so i opted into the wrong speed. quit an org i co-founded. started making more music. asked my partner to drive the opposite direction the map shows, just to see if there's a faster or different way there. choosing the wrong way. the wrong speed.
maybe it's always been me. the stakes just feel higher after you grow up.
now i remember why i always make the choices i make.
btw oil price is shockingly $5.5 in nyc
i start ikebana again!!!!
this is a running notebook. field notes from someone watching themselves from the outside. updated weekly.