Some days, I’m in the studio, staring at my project, listening to the same loop for the 738th time, thinking: “This is either genius or complete trash.” And the problem is — I don’t know which.
The bass hits right, the kick slams, the hook’s catchy… or is it just annoying screeching? Maybe I’m a musical genius, or maybe just a guy with a loud laptop and way too much confidence. But what if it’s good? What if it really works? Then do I even have an excuse not to release it?
Success is nice and all — but what if I don’t deserve it? What if it’s all just luck and now I actually have to deliver? And what if someone digs up an embarrassing quote from me in 20 years? (“No discipline, no drop” will probably be on my tombstone.)
So I keep tweaking the demo. Adjust one tiny thing. Then another. And another. Because as long as I’m still “working,” no one can judge me. If it never gets finished, it can never be bad. Brilliant self-defense mechanism, right?
But then I realize: My favorite track probably came together overnight. And the DJ I admire surely doubted himself before dropping his first track. Maybe the trick isn’t being perfect — it’s just being loud enough that no one notices.
Alright then. I’ll mess with this damn drop for five more minutes and then — it’s coming out. Maybe. Probably. Someday. Soon.
Until then: “No discipline, no release!” 😅🔥