I'm Rich

I’ve been buried in the studio this past week and a half, doing menial shit. But I've been close to greatness the whole time. I have two bass heroes in life, one is dead (J Jamerson) and the other is alive and buried here in this same studio with me, playing his ass off. His name is Pino Palladino. This morning we ran into each other in the break room and geeked the fuck out about D’Angelo's Voodoo and about music of all kinds, and the source of soul. And I feel rich.