For the past couple of days i’ve picked up my old songbook and played/sang all the songs i’ve written in the past year and a half. There’s not as much as there should be in there but im proud of each composition.
I’d almost forgotten the fun i made out of struggling to find the right words. Singing strong melodies with stupid words in order to make it work.
Singing them all again has given me a gentle smack in the face for forgetting to write songs out of genuine pleasure. The last 3 songs i’ve written were for a part of a project. Im going to do it more, now. Write songs for the sake of writing songs. To show off, to struggle, to cheer myself, to use my time in a way that’s beneficial to me (even if it’s just on a personal level).
Plus I love the coppery smell on my fingertips after playing my guitar flat-out for an hour.
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