Prologue

Though I have never forayed into the realm of book writing, I imagine that the last page typed is the volume's preface. This is odd at a glance because it is the first material to pass in front of the readers' eyes, but a deeper look offers a sensible reason: an author can not be expected to know how to prepare her audience for the ensuing adventure until said adventure is inked onto a page somewhere.

In a similar manner, I have been crafting a new piece of music that will perch at the front end of the Redline Project final album. Called Prologue, the short instrumental composition draws heavily from elements that belong to the final track. It also steals from the frenetic and tense textures peppered throughout the hour of recorded material. Its a veritable 'coming attractions' of sorts.

If I have learned anything over the course of the past five months, it is this: do not under any circumstances judge a piece of music to be good on the night it is tracked. What seems a stroke of genius the first day become pretty good the second, decent the third, tolerable the fourth, and finally sours to audio vomit once the fifth day arrives.

Quite the preface to say that I think the Prologue is fairly rad as it stands. Will it make the cut? The five days older and wiser version of me will have to see about that.