Courtesy of Ear Conditioning
Mutamassik has written about the circumstances that existed during the making of her latest album. She tells it straight and comes proper, no pussy-footing around decorated with sugar and other additives.
The making of ‘That which death cannot destroy’, a studio tour into stabbing strings, thundering drums, howling conviction. Going from a predominantly raw urban experience (see: childbirth on Medicaid in Brooklyn, many etcs.) to a raw, rough, rugged rural experience has taught me many things.
Let me give props where props are due: A decade plus+ in the streets of New York City and Cairo cut my teeth; half that time in Nature, however, has kicked my ass. Not just once, but continuously. This has been a boot camp. If inner city life made me hard, Nature made me harder.
During the making of my latest record, I was mostly wearing a parka, long johns, 2 pairs of socks…
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