its a blue october day. i have music boiling inside of my veins. i have art clouding my thoughts. i have creativity waiting to explode out of me in every direction and i'm not sure how to channel it at the moment. i could draw, but i feel like that wouldn't be powerful enough. i don't have the words to write it out. i wish i was a better piano player. i wish i had an audience that i could get up in front of with a microphone. i haven't sung in public in a long time. i don't think i ever realized how much i depended on that rush. its not the attention. its the feeling that your voice is buildingbuildingbuilding from your core, down to your toes and in one huge wave, is suddenly washing through your entire body and out into the room. there's only one feeling i've ever experienced that would be comparable to it, but we shan't go there. i want to sing on a stage again. or with a band again. then again, today i think i'll settle for curling up on a couch with a good friend, listening to good music, writing decent half-songs and watching decent half-movies. it's that kind of blue october day.
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i saw "argue with a tree" and i accidentally sung "he'll just fucking lump his head! and he'll go back to normal." aloud. I love them soooo much
it sounds like a great creative space you're in these days.
Our trio broke up and I'm a bit bummed as I can't really do shows on my own. Yet.
Good luck and just go for it! Above all enjoy the process.
Hello there, on the other side of the tunnel.
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