Air this side of earth...

... is currently cold. God damned climatic phenomena. That's the great thing about São Paulo, you get used to the heat, it gets cold, and vice-versa.
The ideal thing to do here is to go out with those pants that you unzip the leg and they become shorts. But wait, that's unfashionable, so what you can do is cook yourself do death.
But I'm good, I'm glad. Today there's a tryout at the band, one of the boys from the studio where we practice (no, not the death-metal long-haired one, the other) is interested in joining the band. I'm unsure whether that will work, essentially because there are certain things about being in an independent band that must be considered.

One of them is you're doing it for the art, or else you'd let go of your independency and just obbey someone's marketing plan. You must know your public is in the underground, in places that smell like cigarettes (and occasionally, other things that are smoked), filled with tattoed ladies and boys with plenty of self-inflicted punctures in strange places.

And I'm very certain this buddy of mine has never been to an indie party before, if he even heard the word indie before. Is that bad? Maybe it's good to integrate someone in the band who comes from outside, but I've learned from earlier experience that it becomes tiresome trying to explain songs to people who don't quite get them. I'm hoping that the way he seems to enjoy my songs means he gets my point.

I've been thinking so much about this, and I don't really know what to do. Sometimes I feel that I needed someone from punk rock in my band, really. Especially playing drums. I hate complex drums, that stand out from the song. I think drums have to be just good enough to fit the melody, rythm is subservient to melody in my conception. But then, I don't want anyone who's a big hardcore fan, that's not punk for me.

Fuck, I just can't explain anything. Let's just see how it goes...