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That Bitch M.I.A


What’s up Bald Heads. It’s a perfect day for a random blog post, isn't it?










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We are approaching the anniversary of my most played episode of The Bald Headed Chronicles Just Do The Thing! If you have never heard it.. Here it is.


https://open.spotify.com/episode/1td69LPZncboB7bf9E0kws?si=NQwU0w86TZG6A2WsjI3CdA


In honor of that I want to take you back in time so let’s get in the Delorean













Here we arrive at 02/11/20 time 4:57 am


I’m disorganized

I’m disorganized

I’m disorganized


That was the only thought that kept coming to my head as I sat in meditation.

I unplugged to replug. I wanted to just log off... So I did.

I got ghost. I went M.I.A.


I was trying to process a major life event without really speaking about what was happening behind the scenes. I’d just started letting my voice be heard 6 months prior and here I was with the audacity to be hosting my very own radio show.




















Not to mention I had been showing up on social media way more than ever before in my entire life. Not many people knew anything about me because I was a ghost. I would pop in like Casper the friendly ghost then pop out and go back to minding my bald-headed business.












I enjoyed having the opportunity for my voice to be heard. I hadn’t had that many times before. I thought for a few months then bought a mic. February 2nd, 2020 was the day I pressed play on the thing and started talking, I hit publish, and just like that, I’d done a thing.















The Writings on the Walls:



I’d been out of the interlude for about 2 years and not many people knew that I had finished it or that I was even stuck in one. I was ready to talk about it but not publicly because I was still processing and in limbo with the label. I was waiting to be released from my contract but I was signed to death row.

















I was out here. Out here in the wild confused and I wanted to walk in the forest for a while to hear myself. I wanted to go back to my old ways of disappearing for 3-5 years only coming out when I felt like it. But I’d unintentionally started to build a community. People were looking to me for advice and I was looking back at them like


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People were coming out like roaches and I didn't know why. Then it hit me... that thing I had done 6 months prior then again in February.... they secretly listened, read, and lurked in their own time. T