Beginning with deadmau5's cube v3, my brother and I had already purchased tickets for Billie Eilish, Kaytranada, Thundercat, a couple of other DJs and one or two more singers. However, during the initial weeks of March 2020 (a week or so after the concert) the world started shutting down, and with graduation around the corner, I was a fresh post-college 19 year-old during a global pandemic that would remain life's backdrop for time indefinite.

funded by the luxury of vacation and the kindness of graduation money, i started thinking inside the box instead of out, much like those coin donation toys at hospitals that let you watch a penny fall into place. My Zoom-driven lifestyle led me to gain 20 pounds binging cartoons, anime, and ASMR. I enjoyed going to the park during that time, but as the weight and facial hair tacked on i started getting too scary to go there, and the gyms weren't open either so i started running, listening to music or podcasts while i worked out with a mask on outdoors.

In reality, i couldn't even watch a movie like Ferris Bueller without thinking "nobody should be in an environment that packed, especially without a mask." How much of my life was I really trying to see represented in the media? Why do i need to ask "is this pre or post-pandemic" for a movie about superheroes and aliens? Media got boring and dull, so I jumped into documentaries to observe life before Kennedy, 9/11, and eventually COVID-19. 

There was too much time spent on dissecting the ethics of the pandemic versus the actual content of the work. I frequently look toward the Russian art movement of Suprematism for inspiration, where artists made art for art's sake to protest the government's idea/demand of art for government's sake. I'm not saying that the aforementioned documentaries were not biased, as several of the ones I watched clearly chose sides without allowing the other side even a chance to defend themselves (even the 60s art around at the time was supposedly federal-funded to make the US look chic and open to ideas). I am simply stating that there were too many opinions, too much information, too much media to function properly. 

I went back to the drafting board and looked at the music I had been making at the time. My childhood pet had passed a few months prior and I had been unmotivated to finish older work while neglecting new ideas. After the initial months of the pandemic, the binging filled me with so many melodies and drum loops and tv clips that i had the ability to pull from it all without asking where it came from. There were times where i would make music for the sake of keeping SANE, let alone for the sake of making it. By the time July had came, I had distorted and repurposed music stemming from old commercials to Algerian folk music. the sources never mattered, it was all the same . . . 

It stemmed from (embarrassingly) a noise I'd intentionally make when I burped. i would say it to my sister just for the laughs it gave me. I also drew the character "Meemo" sometime around late 2019, paired with the phrase "Live for Meemo. Die for Beebo."

 * i think Beebo exists now, but for the time i never used the phrase because it sounded dumb*

I told everyone it is a Spanglish translation of the phrase "They are the same." Son Mismos.

so the Big Mismo is the idea that it's all the same. none of it means anything other than making it for make's sake. Suprematism with the seams. Rushed beats and songs from 2018-2020, loosely tied together with radio shows and cartoon snippets. Mismo did not look good. It looks too serious, so we changed it to Meemo (which was named after the character named after my burp). Styled after a Madlib beat tape, I put together enough music for a release short of 25 minutes in length with the complete unscoped mix as the final track.

Following the release, I made a couple sweatshirts to build off the hype of the album and would up making enough to go on vacation and enjoy myself for atleast another month. I started working January 2021, but those last few months of freedom paired with the insanity of the pandemic helped me form an album that never received the traction it deserved. 

If you like hiphop instrumentals and 60s music, mf doom, madlib, earl sweatshirt, short listens and heavy bass take a listen. 

thank you!

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