Saturday, August 15, 2015

Danny Abrams

Episode 1- Danny Abrams
(It's safe, I promise. Though I suppose I'd say its safe even if it wasn't. But you'll just have to trust me, I suppose. Just click 'download' and you'll have it)

In this first episode, Danny Abrams and I go down on a few glassful of mimosas as I find my sea legs in the first interview I've ever conducted. I had a blast (could have been the mimosas) and am eagerly looking forward to the next interview.

Danny Abrams is the saxophonist of UNC Chapel Hill's most popular band- Ellis Dyson and The
Shambles. A magnetic personality coupled with boundless creativity, Danny and I talk about what it's like to record an album, his thoughts on music, and his favorite books. Spoiler alert, Harry Potter is mentioned.


The How Series

Give me a break, its a working title.

In my recent, post-graduate search for meaning, knowledge, and direction, I've come across the value of interviews. They provide uncensored access to people's minds and experiences, giving the interviewer, and all listeners, a small cube of enlightenment to take away, and carry around wherever they go.

This is the purpose of this podcast experiment. I aim to find some of the best talent from as wide a range of disciplines as I can- music, business, the arts, technology, academia- whatever. Anyone who is considered 'great' in their field has at least a snippet of insight to share, if only anyone would ask. We, the listeners, have a chance to take that home, analyze it, and, if it resonates with us, ingrain it into our minds and lives. My hope is that as the episodes go along, we are able to stack our cubes into a colorful statue of interesting thought (portable in its metaphorical nature).

I know you'll enjoy my guests. I hope you'll tolerate me. Though one doesn't come without the other, so I supposed you're stuck with us both. Please comment with any advice, critiques, guest suggestions, thoughtful questions, interesting ideas, funny jokes, or miscellaneous monologues that have been building up inside of you for months with no platform for release of thoughtful tension.

Much love,

Adriel