recliner rituals

Three days. That’s all it took.

I’d always thought making music was this distant thing - something that required years of training, expensive equipment, some kind of permission slip from the universe. But then I got curious, downloaded some software, and just… started.

The most liberating part wasn’t even making something good (though hearing sounds I actually liked coming together was incredible). It was how easy it was. Not easy like “no effort,” but easy like when you realize the door you’ve been afraid to open was never actually locked.

I sat in my recliner with a laptop, no fancy studio, no engineering degree, just me clicking around and discovering that all these sounds I’d heard in other people’s music - I could make them too. Layer by layer. Beat by beat. Each small success whispering “keep going, you can do this.”

This track came from those first three days of discovery. It’s simple, maybe rough around the edges, but it holds that feeling of finding out the barrier was so much lower than I’d imagined. That making music wasn’t about being chosen or talented or trained - it was just about being curious enough to try.

The ritual isn’t the recliner or the late nights or even the music itself. It’s giving yourself permission to begin.