Zaftig from Guest by Andy Futuro
I'm proud of this one. It was Christmas, the whole family was in town and I was feeling stressed. My strategy to was to get high and retreat to my childhood bedroom to play with some sounds. I got the hook to this baby pretty quickly and it terrified me. "Oh shit," I thought. "This sounds pretty good. Not just cool, but, something that other people might like too." Fortunately I resisted the temptation to sit on a good thing, I shelved my doubts, and let myself just play and have some fun. For about six or eight hours I stayed in a period of flow, where time lacked any meaning, and my self intermingled with the colors of the song. I didn't leave until I was done. The next morning I dared to listen to what I'd made and felt awash in relief that nothing nagged to be changed. The funny thing is I can barely listen to this anymore. I heard it too many times in the making and the joy I felt at it's inception is gone. Hopefully that joy will go to you now.
