The Oregon coast.
Bits
The Beths & Pickle Darling — "Brand New Colony" (The Postal Service cover):
Obsessed with this one. A song I've loved for twenty years, handed to different voices and made new.
A metronome keeps you company while you stop counting. The click is the thing you fall out of, and the falling out is the music.
Been thinking about my college dorm room. Pizza delivery, anime on Adult Swim, ColdFusion in one window and Incubus bootlegs in another. A bed raised on cylinder blocks, Gaston's hand-me-down futon, a modded PC, and a strange collection of graphic design books.
The best art divides people.
Every time I think I'm done writing demos for my record, another song shows up that's worth chasing. Started with two, then three, then sat on four. Just wrote a fifth. At some point I need to call it.
The Strokes — "In Transit: Part 2":
Reality Awaits dropped a few days ago and I've listened to it half a dozen times already. A wild departure from their catalog and their contemporaries — it just sounds fresh. I remember watching the original In Transit almost two decades ago. I always love watching how records get made. Six weeks in Costa Rica with Rick Rubin.
I keep hoping this jam from Melbourne in 2022 ends up on an upcoming record:
One of the most beautiful things they've ever manifested from nothing.
Gawx — Fred Again.. USB002 (Mexico City with Latin Mafia):
I can't get enough of this mini-documentary. Creator videos about other creators are some of my favorite things to watch, and Gawx is easily my favorite YouTube storyteller right now.
On the train between Tokyo and Kyoto, I keep spotting small towns tucked by lakes and on hillsides. I can't help but wonder if these are the places that inspired the idyllic backdrops in some of my favorite anime.
I love that I can compose a playlist of all sorts of music. Artists from different eras, genres that clash. It's a beautiful thing. Of course, they are still time machines.
I wonder if the dot-com bust of this era is the rapid commoditization of frontier models.
I keep coming back to what makes a moat in 2026. It's not one thing. It's the combination — atoms and bits, craft and taste, GTM and distribution.
I want to visualize my ghost across everything I do — physical and digital. The goal is always to be better than the last version of myself.
Went for a long walk this morning and recorded voice memos for a new project I want to build. It's called Plot. Let's see if it turns into something.
The distance between idea and shipped thing has never been shorter. And yet I watch talented people accumulate work like it's precious, treating release as something to earn rather than do. That feels backward.
Coachella/Couchella weekend. Loved the xx set last night. Looking forward to The Strokes, Interpol, and Geese tonight.
Thom Yorke — "Live at Sydney Opera House":
My favorite concert venue. Incredible performance of Let Down. Can't wait to watch the whole thing properly over the weekend.
Found this while organizing files — a letter I wrote to my eldest somewhere over the Atlantic, LAX to CDG. I've been writing letters like this to both of my kids for years. One day I'll put them all in a book.
A dozen photo books and counting. This one's from last summer in Maui — shot entirely on my custom photography app. Flipping through it still makes me smile.