It was a long day today. So much so that, when I got home from work, all I could really do was sleep for about the next four hours or so. When I woke up, I did a bunch of music stuff in rapid succession. I read some more of the Merge Bio, I sat and played acoustic for a while, and I got another couple of lines lyric wise. I know I keep going on about this book, but what I love about it is the feeling that it instills. The feeling that you can do anything you want to, that if you can dream it up, you can make it happen. All the artists in this book are just people. They're not gods. And if they can live and hate and breathe and burn like the rest of us and STILL create all this amazing music that has changed people's lives, then why can't I do that too, you know? It seems like the sort of thing that has to happen either in an enclave of like-minded souls, or off somewhere completely by yourself.
(On a side note, I shut out the world after work, and enjoyed the experience immensely. We get so caught up that we need to share our whole lives with the world, that the idea that what we must sort through, we must do so alone has managed to get lost).
Does it surprise you at all then that the lyrics I got tonight were related to everything I've gone through in the last year and a half? It doesn't surprise me in the slightest, especially considering that the sense of being lost I got from that contributed to this whole project in some way, shape, or form.
I'm off tomorrow. I'd like to work up some Brandi Carlile stuff, play some electric, and maybe find me a Top 5 along the way... it's been a LONG time. Also, is it odd that I'm feeling the need to play a bunch of electric, but all I've been in the mood to listen to tonight is acoustic stuff? It's like, I don't need to listen to all the bluster and noise, but I might need to make it in order to process.
(On a side note, I shut out the world after work, and enjoyed the experience immensely. We get so caught up that we need to share our whole lives with the world, that the idea that what we must sort through, we must do so alone has managed to get lost).
Does it surprise you at all then that the lyrics I got tonight were related to everything I've gone through in the last year and a half? It doesn't surprise me in the slightest, especially considering that the sense of being lost I got from that contributed to this whole project in some way, shape, or form.
I'm off tomorrow. I'd like to work up some Brandi Carlile stuff, play some electric, and maybe find me a Top 5 along the way... it's been a LONG time. Also, is it odd that I'm feeling the need to play a bunch of electric, but all I've been in the mood to listen to tonight is acoustic stuff? It's like, I don't need to listen to all the bluster and noise, but I might need to make it in order to process.
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