So, this evening, putting the finishing touches on an upcoming house track with an artist Im working with, gave it the seal of approval ready to go. Turned the volume up and the bass was fucking banging, was a pleasure to behold. Then out of the fucking blue, the harddisk bounces itself to the floor and proceeds to stop working.
So there I was sweating like an absolute motherfucker, thinking what have I lost? Could have been weeks of work, all my recent beats, a whole house project with this artist gone down the shitter. I was pondering just ending it all right there, jump off Tower Bridge or some other melodramatic end to it all.
But no, I get home and realise I plugged in my back up device yesterday and its auto backed up everything. Fucking result, although Ive lost a tonne of shit I had on that drive that wasnt backed up, my music wasnt any of it.
Moral of the story, losing everything can make you want to give it all up, or at the very least, give you a sick feeling inside that you never want to feel, MAKE REGULAR BACKUPS.
So there I was sweating like an absolute motherfucker, thinking what have I lost? Could have been weeks of work, all my recent beats, a whole house project with this artist gone down the shitter. I was pondering just ending it all right there, jump off Tower Bridge or some other melodramatic end to it all.
But no, I get home and realise I plugged in my back up device yesterday and its auto backed up everything. Fucking result, although Ive lost a tonne of shit I had on that drive that wasnt backed up, my music wasnt any of it.
Moral of the story, losing everything can make you want to give it all up, or at the very least, give you a sick feeling inside that you never want to feel, MAKE REGULAR BACKUPS.