After purchasing my very own traveling guitar (I call Bob Bailey), I find myself writing something new everyday. Mind you, I am still only writing with 3 chords and maybe adding in a small twinge of a difference here and there, but it always comes to a new song. Hey, if Paramore can write "the only exception" with 3 - 4 chords, then why can't I?
So I have made plans to do a little traveling next year. New air, new experiences and who knows what else I could learn while there. People to meet and musicians with a whole different insight on music, surely an experience I am looking forward to.
I have been digging into my past lately. Not to say that I have much of an interesting past, but looking at how life was so much more easier then and my only worries were exams and (ashamed as I am, this is truth) the boys who I knew. I found a poem which a guy I liked dearly had written to me ages ago. Back then the poem had scared me. But now I find myself looking at it for inspiration. Keep in mind, this was 6 years ago. Does not seem that long ago, but I was 16 back then!!! And now, that seems like forever ago.
Much has changed.
But the emotions still remain.
We learn from our mistakes. So I say, we should make more. And with that, we write. I learn, I write.
And thus, music shall be born. Hopefully it's good. =)
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