Bored Saturday

I recorded this on a quiet afternoon with nothing in mind except passing time. I sat down, pressed record, and added one part after another—no chart, no click, no plan. It was just something to do on a slow Saturday, and that looseness is baked into the track.

It’s as rough as they come. Levels drift, timing wobbles, and a few notes barely stick the landing. That’s why I like it. There was no pressure to impress anyone; it simply caught a mood and left it there. Certain little phrases still pull me right back to that room, which is probably why it survived when so many other sketches disappeared.

The whole thing came together by feel. One continuous take grew as each layer suggested the next. I kept the imperfections because they tell the story better than a polished version ever could.

Not every piece needs a grand reason to exist. Sometimes music is just a record of how you felt on an ordinary day. Bored Saturday is exactly that: a simple instrumental that turned a slow afternoon into something I can still hear and remember.