Akhil Srivatsan — my people are…

A little horn-tooting here.

A few upcoming features caused me to revisit my people are… at the two-or-three-month mark of its release. And I’ve got to say I like it. I’m much more comfortable being self-effacing and going chi-chi-tu-tu, but I don’t want to be disingenuous. I like it. Yeah, I think the music I’m currently making is even better, and that’s how I think you should feel. What is that thing about continuous improvement? That you should always strive for it? 

Don’t get me wrong, there are specific aspects of my music-making that I’d like to improve and I’m taking classes: I’m listening to Burial, listening to Coltrane, listening to Yaeji, listening to A.R., but there’s also specific aspects of the way I make music that I really enjoy. 

See the thing is (and perhaps this is obvious to most people) that the line between confidence and arrogance is so poorly defined. The line between self-worth and self-aggrandisement is virtually non-existent. So you err on the side of modesty.

The fact is, my people are… will always (I suspect) be special to me, because it was made at a time of so much sadness, so much anxiety, and the process of creating it was so cathartic, provided so much relief; to me it’ll always be the Eno Fruit Salt of albums. Fact is, I’ll never truly be objective about its quality. But hey, who gives? 

Check it out here. I hope you like it.