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Philosophy 0.5 “Algorithms, fuelled by this binary logic, curate our online environments...”I’m no philosopher. Really! But every now and then something sparks my interested and I’ll write about it because it’s important to me. This is one of those things. It relates to music, art, and almost every other creative endeavour, as well as almost every other subject imaginable. We seem no longer to think of things with a scale, but describe our likes and dislikes in increasingly polarising ways....

Introduction A couple of people have asked me how I processed the vocals for my latest release “Shots in the Dark”. There are a number of different layers and I approached them with the thought that I wanted them to sound complex and distressed. The whole theme behind the song is about how I felt compelled to write the track and couldn’t really help myself, despite knowing that it wasn’t a genre I was overly familiar with....

When I was a kid, Silver Bullet’s - 20 Second’s to Comply was released; I was 9 at the time. As an avid listener of the UK Top 40 charts in the UK, I heard it hit the Number 11 spot and remember being transfixed at how this person could talk so fast. Naturally I waded through the copy of the nearest chart magazine and looked for the lyrics the following week. I wouldn’t say the lyrics resonated with me, but the skill and precision with which they were delivered left a big impact.

As a musician and composer, few things can bring as much joy in the musical realm than a successful collaboration. When Jonathan Hadley first approached me to work on arranging an orchestral backing to his track, “When the Lights Go Down”, I was nervous; when he told why he wrote it, I was darn near petrified.

New year, new me! That’s the plan anyway right? It’s about this time of year that we decide we are going to become completely different individuals and then, if you’re anything like me, whittle down the list of things we commit to to the bare bones. I want to say this year is different, but I’m not sure it will be.

Music is something incredibly special… “Music has accompanied our most important life moments. It has comforted us, and been our fight song.”There’s something about music. Something innately powerful. I’m not going to delve into the history of music here because a) it’s hugely vast, and b) I do not know enough to speak about it at length or accuracy, let alone manage to condense it down into a succinct, consumable introduction....

When is an artist not an artist… There’s a draft sitting unfinished in the posts folder of my website. It’s titled I just want to be me. There’s little more than a sentence there, but I can remember clearly what I was intending to write. (I mean it was only a few weeks ago) Proof of the draft.... I wrote a whole post about streaming numbers and what to do when you don’t get the engagement you worked so hard for....

Announcement Time! Just a short post to say that within the last couple of weeks I have signed to Monochrome Motif to produce a new album in the same vein as Kintovia II, but better! This Kintovia II, but more like Tired Bones - I know right! I want to say a huge thank you to Mario, Troisnyx, OnlyTheHost and CosmicBos, without whom these events wouldn’t have taken place. A special thank you also to Andrew from Monochrome Motif, who has been absolutely stellar at answering all my weird questions and making the process incredibly painless....

Education is important Tutorials are important. There is absolutely nothing wrong with gaining knowledge on subjects, and having someone explain the process you are trying to perform, be it in written form, or in a video, is extremely important and worthwhile. Lately though, I have found myself in a kind of loop. It’s almost like hitting the snooze button. Instead of ‘getting up’ and getting to work, I instead sat there consuming more more an more tutorials....

Nothing wrong with being perfect, am I right? “Would someone notice if I made this change or not? (Not, would I notice?)”Hi. I’m Cobey, and I used to be a dedicated perfectionist. Perfectionism, for me, wasn’t just something I did now and then; I was a serial perfectionist. Everything I did had to be absolutely pristine. I strived for hours on each project, sanding hair thicknesses off, trimming tolerances to the nth degree, all so that when I sat back, I could say, “This project could not be improved upon; at all....