I’m sure I’m not the only one.
It’s obvious that I am not the only person in the world that goes into a zone. You know the place. It’s where you go to get stuff done. To “take care of business” if you will. This zone can be a mental place or physical or a symbiotic combination of both. My physical location is our home’s second bedroom. Although cluttered and clashing the room is really quite relaxing. It holds junk, a bed, boxes and boxes of old memories, and in the north-east corner is my desk. It’s beautiful. The wife calls it my man-cave, and I have come to embrace that phrase and have even pushed for other men to be able to have a cave of their own. You know, for projects and stuff.
The mental location however is a bit more abstract. Sometimes it is difficult to control, and down right stubborn. Working from home has been the biggest enemy to reaching this place that I have encountered yet. There are a whole new set of distractions including but not limited to cats, dogs, rats, loud neighbors, gunshots, squealing tires, and wives that have the day off (I love my wife despite this). The only thing that I have ran across that will help battle these things is headphones and a good album to crank up.
Slowmotions
This talk all brings me to the point of this post. I ran across this album a little over a month ago. It was distributed by the creator/curator of Whiskerino (who also runs a very interesting and full-of-content blog that you should also check out) and coming from him I knew that I needed to check it out. Feel free to stream the entire thing here with the player below, or visit them to stream/download the entire thing for free on Bandcamp. If you love it you can even purchase a limited edition CD version. I can’t quit listening to it myself, and it has easily become my go to album when needing to buckle down and get things done.

