February 17, 2012
Making my way back into the heart of the music, emerging from Kickstarter world and the organisation thereof, and back into the pure creation.Writing songs, hearing strings. Keyboard is set up, space is being made to write charts. But the words keep flowing as my songs morph, and I know the only thing to do is to head the muse and spill words to the page.
Strong medicine tonight, true ‘a-ha’ moment, recognizing a deep and hideous pattern that probably everyone else could see. But for me, a light was shined tonight, and I didn’t flinch, searing though it was.