Sleepless Daylight
Times change and clocks follow
The time change hit hard my side of the world and I’m feeling a bit beyond too tired to get into the thick of it this week.
I suppose instead I’ll share a song that captures the state of my head very accurately in a genre I wish existed more.
The music might be a little shocking to some audiences, but welcome to my mind.
You’ve been forewarned.
And as you can plainly see, jazz punk does not mean ska!
I think this is perhaps also a unique opportunity to promote Revification. An entire story spent in this weird twilight state where you’re too tired to think straight and the nightmares constantly shift reality.
But let’s try to keep the hallucinations and micro-sleeps at a minimum before we fully commit to falling into a wormhole.
Otherwise, the deletion of an hour is here to haunt us for at least a few more nights.
—JMB