Yes, it is a great album but that is not what I am here to write about. Seems there is a change happening with me and music and I am not sure where it is going to take me but it is sort of freaky. For the last 10 years I have had quite a drive to write songs, sing songs, record songs, and perform songs. That drive seems to be conspicuously absent these days. For awhile I was so entrenched in child rearing that I did not have a lot of time for music, but the drive was still there and songs occasionally still popped out of me like the proverbial weed in the crack of the sidewalk. But as of late I have not been inspired and it is kind of scary. If not music then what? And why am I not inspired?
I will admit that there has been some frustration with being unable to create any sort of sustained momentum with music. I’ll play a gig every once in awhile, but I don’t play enough of them to get really good. I’ll write a song every once in awhile, but I don’t do it enough to go on a tear. I have written some songs that I am really proud of and I have put a vast amount of energy into music and songwriting. There were days when all I could think about was a song and trying to come up with that perfect line. That has not happened in a long time. Granted, the responsibilities of adulthood and parenthood are ever present and pressing, and they have taken their toll on music, but I have been content to take what I can get musically during this period of child rearing insanity. But please don’t let the well run dry. Pretty please.