Thursday, June 21, 2018

Update, June 2018.

Man, It's been almost a year since I said anything here, though it's not from a lack of things to say.  Y'are what it is you focus on and these days I'm not able to focus on such endeavors as telling y'all me stories.

I have a couple of kids, now. A job and a family. I play music when I can and when it finds me.  I don't write songs like I used to. By this I mean to say that I write songs, but I throw out a lot of them. It's not the compulsion it once was. I think I have probably more to say that the shit head kid I was at 25 did, but I have less of the need to say it.  It's a fairly strange place to be.

Maybe all y'all are the same? When I'm driving or in the can I have a lot of ideas. I think it has something to do with those being some of the only times I'm really alone. I really do think that making stuff requires some reflection, some time alone. I don't get as much of that as I used to and it's a damn good trade. I lose some isolation and time being alone but I gain a family and a lot of love.

It seems fucked up but somehow true that to talk about love you have to be brokering it all the time. Chasing it and losing it and then thinking about both of those acts. If I never write a song I need to get on stage and scream again it might be the best thing that ever happens to me.

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