Hey, let's go down to hell When the north wind rings the bell Bring your sister's shell Out here, it's so hard to sell
Kill her secrets, one by one Sacrifice to the sun
Hey, this will surely be fun We'll never tell the nun
"Shark" is me having a lot of fun with unleashing my inner demon. Lyrically, it's a lot of word-play and tongue-in-cheek stuff, but when I ponder what this character actually means, it's rather disturbing.
As I said, I am now a generally happy person. Well, "happy" is a funny word -- maybe more like content, satisfied, and grateful. I have to admit that my kids are totally my source of contentment. Just try sitting next to a quietly engaged 10-month-old boy, banging away at his toys with his little hand, eyes wide open, totally immersed in the most simplest of activities. The whole world is new to him, and his innocence and wonder are so contagious. I just sit there and stare in awe.
I am usually a positive person, but once in a while my walls crack, and I can't control the hurt leaking out.
I realize that most everyone is on the same boat -- we all look OK, all put-together, laughing and joking and acting that life is all good -- but inside it's a different story.
Though DRTBOT (short for "Darkness Reveals the Beauty of Truth) is the first album I am releasing commercially, it's definitely not the first music output.
I am actually a Scorpio. And no, I don't believe in horoscopes.
Then why is it "Aries9?" Thank you. I thought you'd never ask.
Originally, it was going to be "ak9." But that name was taken by a rapper. I considered just releasing it under my real name, or my shortened name, Ari K. But this is a rock record, something you'd expect to hear from a band -- and I very much want it to be a band. Like Foo Fighters, I hope releasing my music first will attract like-minded musicians.
Actually, taking a copy in my hand, looking at it -- I'm struck by how insignificant it seems. The music that has been my life-long dream, the songs that soaked up all my blood and sweat and tears -- all on a tiny disc, looking like any other. Just like everyone else's music.
I hope it will come to mean something to other people besides me. I know it will. I know it will.
The past few weeks, I've been feeling unmotivated. Very. The bulk of my work on the album finished in July, mixing finished in August -- and since then, I've become very uninterested in anything. Movies, music, musical instruments and gear... nothing. Nothing seems engaging. I have to force myself to pay attention. It's as if I've lost the will to live.
