WATCH: https://linktw.in/RT9yar
LISTEN: https://go.meaningwave.com/JBPWAVEGENESISVINYLTEST
VINYL: https://www.meaningwave.com/collections/vinyl
In continued celebration of the return of VINYL to the store at www.meaningwave.com, we spent a fine afternoon this weekend listening to the 2018 classic JBPWAVE: GENESIS (https://fanlink.to/jbpwavegenesis) in all its purple double vinyl glory, and lo, twas a beautiful time indeed. We also spoke about the 1984ification if Roald Dahl, the Chernobilization of the USA and other things of note and import. But most importantly, we enjoyed the glory of MEANINGWAVE VINYL.
VINYL! BACK IN THE STORE! Shipping from our new Pro Fulfillment Centre in Texas! All vinyl ships within 48 hours of your order, and will reach you within 2-10 days, depending on your location.
Enjoy the stream, and go get some vinyl (https://www.meaningwave.com/collections/vinyl) while you can!
Timelapse of me drawing my new avatar
Tools: Procreate on iPad with Apple Pencil
Own the NFT at https://opensea.io/akirathedon !
BACK WITH ANOTHER BANGER FROM BERTON AND THE DON!
TELL THEM NOW!
With lyrics adapted from Berton Braley's poem of 100 years hence!
STREAM https://go.meaningwave.com/TELLTHEMNOW
Art by me!
Own the NFT! https://opensea.io/akirathedon
And we’re back with the Meaningwave Top 50 (https://go.meaningwave.com/MeaningwaveTop50)! Counting down the most streamed Meaningwave songs across DSPS from the month of September! We have a gang of new entries! Re-entries And one song that’s shot up a crazy 42 places!
Join us LIVE for the countdown now (https://linktw.in/ivUtbc), or if it’s not now, enjoy the full Meaningwave Video Chart Show at your leisure!
(https://linktw.in/ivUtbc)
Meanwhile, you can follow the official MEANINGWAVE TOP 50 playlist
(https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5UIGI0QaY5OUtlectWkd2H) on your streaming service of choice here.
(https://go.meaningwave.com/MeaningwaveTop50)
PLUS! You can follow the BOTTOM 50 playlist (https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2XjYmRnNGPwbN3FNa3JUyZ) the 50 LEAST streamed songs - here!
(https://go.meaningwave.com/BOTTOM50)
Speaking of which, I get messages all the time from people asking what streaming service to use to make sure we get paid the best. To be honest, they all pay so crazily ...
“When I make that error
When I let
Discipline down
There’s only one thing to do
And that’s
Get back on the path
Get back on it!”
(https://go.meaningwave.com/GETBACKONTHEPATH)
As some of you have noticed, I’ve been getting up at 4am for the past couple of weeks. This is antithetical to my usual mode of being, which would have me working until 4am. This goes back to when I was a child, and I’d stay up till 4 or 5 reading under my duvet with a lamp, then have to be kicked out of bed to go to school. Some of my earliest jobs involved having to get up at what I considered ungodly hours - my paper round when I was ten or so, and later my job at Boots The Chemist when I was 14, which had me rising in the dark and walking an hour to get to the job itself, all before the sun rose. I held negative associations with early rising, and so as soon as I had control of my schedule, I went right back into covert book mode and stayed up as late as I could and thus rose accordingly.
But on the rare occasions where ...
I worked in a bunch of factories when I was 16/17, after I'd left home.
Sauce factory. Cardboard box factory. Car door handle factory.
The former was the hardest because I was working in the freezers, packing bags of sauce for 12-hour shifts with nothing but local commercial radio and the speed-addled ramblings of my co-workers to entertain me.
The cardboard box factory was the most fun because I got to slide down this three-storey chute into a skip full of cardboard and jump up and down in it to squash the cardboard down. I'd always leave the place shredded with paper-cuts, but that made me feel like a warrior.
The car door handle factory was the worst because it was the most boring - literally just picking a spring out of a greasy bucket and jamming it into a wedge of plastic then passing it to the old lady to my right, for 12 hours, in a giant air-hangar looking-ass hall with a great big clock looming over us, that ticked with all the lugubrious lurching urgency of a ketamine zombie outside a ...
