It’s done, Internet. It. Is. Done.
Tomorrow (8.19.2014) my new album Grown Up will be available to the masses. That’s not a crack on the weight of my fanbase. You guys are crazy hot. I’m just saying that I am at the height of anxiety and excitement.
Doctor Who fans know that the 12th (or 13th if you count the War Doctor) Doctor will be making his debut on August 23rd. But before we start falling in love with Peter Capaldi, I’d like to revisit Amy, Rory, and the 11th and by far cartooniest Doctor to date with this little video I made for my new track “Girl Meets Doctor.”
In the lead up to Grown Up coming out, I’ve been lucky enough to do a couple interviews with my internet homies. About a week ago I did an interview with Will at the Unheard Nerd (stream below) and just the other day I went to see Matt and Shannon of Seattle Geekly who happened to be in town for SpoCon. That interview should be up later this week. Finally, tomorrow I’m set to talk with Steve over at the BoneBat Show! My favorite part about doing these Seattle based podcasts is that I get to talk about the Seahawks, which brings me oh-so-much joy! If you’re a podcasting-type person who’d like to hear me mumble and talk to fast, hit me up at beefiness at gmail.
Ok, so the album is about to come out and people have heard the title track, and the feedback I’ve gotten back about it seems to be “Beefy, you sure don’t like having a family!” The first time I heard it, I thought it was just one person misinterpreting. Now it kind of seems like that is the general consensus. How the hell did I go so wrong?
Unquestionably, there will always be two of me. Beefy, who wants to be the center of attention, if not the world. Who wants to go to every show and rap at every event and be in every video and give the handful of fans he has each and every little bit of him. Then there’s Keith who is a dedicated support and a proud step parent for 6 years and (hopefully) a loving and good husband who wants nothing more than to spend every moment privately with his family. Unfortunately, I don’t know how to rap in Keith voice.
“Grown Up” isn’t intended to depict how “it all went wrong” and how sweet life would be if not for that annoying loving family thing I have going on the side. My sarcasm must not be on point. I very much do still watch shows till sunrise. I do use an awful lot of pun. One time I ate French fries as the only meal of the day. There are expected roles you’re supposed to fulfill as a parent, and doing fun, slightly irresponsible things are supposed to go by the wayside as far as I’ve been led to believe. But that’s not the case. I list all of the cool and amazing shit I used to do as a rapping virgin and the struggles involved with being a husband and father figure to show that, even though it’s hard work and not in the least bit glamorous, I chose this life. I love this life. I didn’t get Chan knocked up and had a shotgun in my back when I put a ring on her finger. I don’t have some rare disease that requires me to be around Nugget at least 24 hours a week or else I grown a second head. This is my sweet life. And the only way someone can understand it is if they go through it themselves. And you don’t understand the hardships and why it’s all worth it until you jump in with both feet. I didn’t know. My mom and wife love telling the story that, before Nugget, I didn’t like and never wanted kids. Now I make faces and coo at every little kid I see. It turns out kids love Beefy. I’m like young Santa to them. But there is always be that piece of my insides that wants to go on tour with Eugene. I can’t help it.
God I hope that’s the only thing I have to explain about the album. Everything else is Mustin’s fault.