Apology -- from the heart...

I'm just gonna speak from my heart... It took a word (a.k.a. reality check) from someone I really respect as a person & as an artist, to remind me that while I was trying to prove a point, I wound up hurting his feelings in the process.

I could make excuses and say "oh, people sometimes say things out of anger," but I won't even go there. In fact, I'm just gonna say this...

I'm NOT angry with YOU -- and as I re-read an earlier post, I saw my words through YOUR eyes.

Thank you Rennie Foster, for holding the mirror up to me. Thank you for pulling me aside and making me see that in my haste to discuss my hatred towards an unfair industry, I said some things that really didn't need to be said. I don't want ANYONE to get the impression that our collaboration was anything LESS than that -- a collaboration.

I know we spoke in private about this, but I wouldn't feel right as a PERSON, if I didn't come forward publicly to extend my apologies to you. After all, if I can go through such great lengths to acknowledge the wrongdoing of others, I can ALSO take the SAME measures to acknowledge when I'M wrong...

I sincerely apologize...
AC

Feelings

I'm just taking a quick moment out of the busy day to write down my feelings... This morning, I woke up to my interview with Little White Earbuds online. It's funny because I remember the feelings I had when we did the interview. In fact, it felt less like a "formal interview," but a REAL conversation. I had to write him and thank him (Steve Mizek) for keeping things SO REAL...

Speaking of REAL... I can't lie. I'm anxious. I'm anxious about the things that W.A.R.M.T.H. is doing. And while I guess I don't need to explain it HERE (especially since it's in the interview), I just know that right now, the spotlight is officially ON. It's "put up or shut up" time...

People keep asking me if I'm performing at this year's DEMF. Wait.. is it even DEMF anymore? Didn't they officially remove "Detroit" from the name??? (What the hell is this world coming to?) I was just speaking to Aaron Atkins (Juan Atkins' nephew) online. He's playing at the Metroplex 25th anniversary party. He asked me if I was going -- I AM going, considering that I was one of only a FEW artists to ever be released on Metroplex, I think it's only right that I show up! But it's ironic that nobody's asked me to play! This year, I said to myself, I don't wanna bitch about it. I'm NOT gonna bitch about it... In fact, it's almost laughable! I KNOW that I'm doing the right thing, making my mark, etc.. And even if I DO feel virtually ignored in my own back yard, I realize that I'm NOT completely ignored. So I don't get invited to play the festival... Okay. Is that gonna stop me from doing what I LOVE to do? NO!

Alright, it's back to "the grind" for me... I swear I wish people knew how HARD I work, just to survive in this crazy world. But I smile, because I KNOW that one day, all of this hard work will definitely pay off...

Till next time,
MUAH!
AC