I have been afflicted by a state of paralysis in terms of creating art. After an amazing experience sharing the stage with Bob Wiseman back at the end of January I lost focus… What is it I’m doing here? Gotto keep asking myself that question… and hoping for clarification. I get carried away thinking I need to go out and find gigs… and make a cd… and do things the way they are supposed to be done. But that really doesn’t have much to do with what I’m doing here.
I am creating work… not to fit a genre… to fit me. And I don’t want to spend time and time and energy on ten songs that I beat to death for years until I sit down to write more. I started playing the guitar and writing songs to save my life… and give it meaning – not to sell cds. I continue to be conflicted and angry and in love… and scared… and silly… and pointless… and lonely… and part of something bigger than me…
And that is what this is about…
So I got my shit together and “played”… I wrote a few lines in my journal and played two chords into my demonic little sampling pedal unit (KT Tunstalll calls hers “the wee bastard”… very apt 😛 )… then I turned off my inner critic and gave myself a tight deadline (even though there is real paying work barking at my pant leg as I bugger around) and created this (played and recorded live on video… )… please enjoy… I did…
