I am trying very hard to make progress on my third Jamendo album, but when school started back, my days became one mad rush.

I wake up at 5:30, get to school by 7:15, teach from 8 to 3:30, get to the gym at 4:00, get home around 5:00, finish the neverending stream of chores (or work I had to take home to finish) at 6:00, and maybe, barely, provided everything else went right, have time to get in some music in those magic hours from 6 to 9.

Subtract out time for my other obligations — this Thursday, there’s an open house at my school, for instance, right in the 6:00 block. That day, I will have no life of my own.

Progress is slow. So far I have finished two tunes, and have another six in various stages of completion. The good news is that the music I’ve made is worlds apart from anything I’ve done before. I can hear the difference clearly. I like it so much that I gave my wife instructions for publishing what I have in case something happens to me — an accident on the way to work, perhaps. A grim thought, but at this stage, I’ve invested so much of me in the music that I can’t stand the idea that it might be lost, somehow.