i’ve known this for awhile now. one of the biggest reasons why i’ve been so unhappy the last few years is because i simply don’t have the resources to produce my own music, to express myself in the way i know best. and then, when i am able to scrounge together a few tracks, people around me – my “friends” – generally seem to take it almost as an insult that i would be so bold as to seek to bore them with such ferocious insolence. people are so apathetic. (especially Ohioans!) instead of being happy and supportive, they’re always seemingly bitter that i’m not handing them THEIR dreams on a silver platter instead. i’m not a servant, i am an artist, goddammit.
here’s how it seems to me:
“just finished a new song!”
“oh. that’s cute. so what else is going on?”
“uh… nothing, i guess.”
