Thank you

I'd like to dedicate this post to all of my friends who came out to support me at my first show in California. 

It was an amazing and strange experience picking up and playing alot of my music for the 1st time in a while. I realized how much I love some of the songs I've written and how great it is to get inside some characters and thoughts through song as well. I didn't realize until I was preparing my set list that I have now written something like 25 songs.  That just blows my mind. 

I've never considered myself a "songwriter". I've always just been a guy who loves music and likes good words. Im not sure if this inability to consider myself a writer/artist came from fear or humility, but it has been a struggle as I've taken a step back to examine why I like to write songs. 

So this is where my amazing friends really play a role in my life. They (and my family) are the ones who have encouraged me by listening, downloading, and showing up when I say that im playing somewhere. When they tell me Im a songwriter, I believe it. 

So thank you for listening. Thank you for encouraging.

-Jacob

p.s.

i am still working out the kinks in the "To Kill a Mockingbird"  homage EP. but the 3 songs have been written, 1.5 of them are recorded, and there's some amazing album artwork in progress(thanks to my girl Christina)

I'm going to release it at: jacobfurr.bandcamp.com

where you will be able to download it for free.

keep an eye out...

also, id like to invite you to become a follower of my blog here and to sign up for my mailing list.

Gettting down to it

I've begun recording.

The songs for the "Mockingbird" album just, yes, came all at once...out of the blue.

So i've started recording them here in our closet. I'm calling it the "Cloffio" (Closet, Office, Studio)

And it seems I've kinda forgotten how hard it is to record into one microphone with a not-so-great program on a kinda old computer. this however is the story of my life, along with lots of other people who try to be honest with themselves. we are surrounded with things, people, ideas, and passions that are often broken. but that seems to be where real art, in life and in creativity, take place. in this place where to get it right you have to repeat yourself over and over over; editing out more and more of what you thought was good stuff to pare down your life, your art, and your expression to get down to the bare, clean minimum. and this is a hard process. this process kinda sucks really.

To get to that perfect EQ on a vocal or guitar, or that perfect rhyming line, or that place of balance in life is a journey that must be undertaken with a determination to see it through to the end. ive found myself just wanting to do anything but record and write. i don't want to hear that song again for the 1200th time today. i don't think i have the ability to really get it sounding right. i don't think its going to ever sound a good as it did in my head that first pure time i played it.

but what is the consequence if i give up? i will have nothing to show for my time spent holed up in a closet, or out living my life, or writing at my desk. and that seems to me to be a terrible place to live. i will live a life of "what-ifs?" and 'Why didnt I?"

and I dont think I could really bear that. So I keep going. It's not that we keep going on into some perfect future we can see though. I have no idea exactly what these songs will sound like when I reach that moment when it clicks. I have no idea when my life will suddenly feel "right". I just keep going because I don't want to live a life void of created things. I want to make and fill the space around me. so i keep going until it just fits. until I can say "there is nothing left".