Leave Things Alone

When I was in my late teens I made an album with some friends. I made most of the beats, recorded most of the songs, and mixed a lot of it.

There was one song, in particular, that stood out above the rest. It was built around a Teddy Pendergrass sample, a record which I hadn’t grabbed intentionally — one night, I was just cycling through vinyl, searching for interesting sounds.

At the time, I didn’t know a lot about music theory. I didn’t really even know how to play. I couldn’t tell the key of C from the key of Z.