my art is essentially a dialogue with myself
different parts of me, different versions
one day i am this another day i am that
everything is for sale
just name your price
to create art is to embrace the madness of creativity
i like what Henry Miller wrote in Sexus:
“To be joyous is to be a madman in a world of sad ghosts.”
I dont want no easy wins
with stupid photos and cheap memes
or pop hits
I want to challenge myself (and you my sweet vampire angel)
and always find the higher way
just takes time
to build the confidence and courage
to do this for the sake of doing it
and nothing else
gotta embrace the manic side
and bring more of that to the public offerings
yeah it will probably scare some people off
but fuck it
anyways i feel there is a growing divide between
the people who i used to know and the ones
i haven’t even met yet
last days have been going crazy
tinkering and tweaking and twiddling the knobs
again getting too lost in the trivialities
taking too much time to the point of wondering again
if i should just nuke it all to hell and back
this is the next level for me to be able to fully come out of the closet
show you who i really am
no more of that fake poser crap
bring the mania!
bring the fire!
bring the beauty!
bring the desire!
unfiltered.
confirm the rumours.
i might be the worst god damn artist in the history of humanity!!!
and i am proud of it or at least pretend to be
secretly care too much
scared of irrelevancy
but all that is the outer game…
for the weak and defeated
fuck the fucking fuckers!!!
you can do it man
just stay focused
6 more months
then you can go out there
get your kicks
whatever you want
but now…
learn your songs
get a live act together
one you can take anywhere
record your albums
so then you will have them ready
everything else is noise noise noise
distractions and pointless nonsense
what you eat or drink or think or read
none of it fucking matters at all bloody hell
just keep it simple
guitar
voice
poetry
go out for walks now and then
listen to comedy
and good songs
eat when hungry
sleep when tired
watch movies
read novels
your job is not to solve world hunger
or take part in the drivel of media
have a wank now and then
or find a thai masseuse parlor
or go visit your friends for a long weekend
the world is yours if you want it
everything you ever want
just gotta go out there and grab it
you are already there
you already have it all you fucking cunt
stop doubting your dreams
it’s all there in the songs
in the poetry
now shut your mouth
play some guitar
and enjoy the rest of this evening
movie
reading
sleep
bye
we are all insane
everyone is struggling with the same stuff
they are just more distracted or medicated
we are all part of the GOD HEAD
baby billy’s bible bonkers
ultimately, slaves to nature
all this is written in the stars
there is no freedom
and there never was.
so stick your freedom and your truth and your love and your kumbaya
up your ass!!!!
see ya soon
(tomorrow turn this into another grainy youtube video with your old huawei…. hooyah!!!)