For just over ten years now, I have made music with my computer. Electronic music production—that is to say, music made electronically and without any direct ties to the genre of electronic music/ electronica—has been my sole standing passion amidst what seemed to be a thousand phases in my life before around 6th grade, when I first tapped into my musicality. It began with simple arrangement of factory loops and quickly moved to my own exploration of MIDI technology and sound synthesis. After grasping what little I could with the mind of a 6th grader, it didn’t take long for me to begin producing music within the spectrum of genres I’d appreciated at the time: notably, Hip Hop. Crate digging, as they call record digging in the Hip Hop community, became a “passionate byproduct of my initial passion”; hours on end spent combing through dollar bins in Southern Philadelphia, each minute as flurried as the last, bated breath finding diamonds in the rough. I would approach the listening stations with caution and say to myself, “I can’t afford all of these today, so whittle this down, Terence, and find something.” Surely, after ten years of doing this, logging a hundred hours or more, you can imagine that I have gotten very good at weeding out the duds before coming close to the checkout counter. Skipping ahead to present day, I have faced many hardships that have truly defined who I am as a musician and producer. Only after lost hard-drives, robberies, droughts, more robberies and countless hours of self-doubt/pity/pride/reflection have I come to admire my own creations from a 3rd party vantage point, and thus feel comfortable enough with the world to release what I release when I release it. All formalities aside, this, I have said, is a passion. It does not stop when the physical body must, and certainly is what I have leaned on many times to get back on the horse and ride again. For these reasons, I have taken the production name Plain as Day. It is in the minutiae, the daily grinding away, the exploration of self and of music through pages, bins, catalogs and websites; it is in the culmination of pain, pleasure, fortitude, nakedness, fear of failure, true failure, and eventual small victories. These notions you hold in you as an artist, and as a business you use to strive and push forward each and every day. So no, my music is not simple, but the concept of progress is. It is, and therefore I am: Plain as Day.
