the last few days I've wanted to pack in making music, I just saw other good bands and lost complete heart Things weren't working out and we weren't playing well and my confidence just went, but I persisted with a guitar and trying to make something happen and do something and write something I thought was good.
After many failed attempts and realizing I lacked a "muse" I fell asleep.
Last night I had a dream and then today I woke up and wrote this
I wanted to share it with you good people, and hope it makes you feel something other than boredom, annoyance or hatred.
Its messy and rough as fuck, but I don't care, if anything it adds to it.
I realise I could never give up music, even if I was playing to no one at all, even if It broke my heart and everyone hated it because its the first thing I go to when I want to fix what I'm feeling and I want to express myself.
so I hope you like it or at least know that feeling x