I used to be a writer. Stories, poetry, random articles for a few now-forgotten internet magazines.
Been a music critic, and an aspiring artist. Every bit of it came out of a combination of a miserable marriage and the hatred of the area I lived in.
And it changed. Suddenly, I didn't write anymore. Didn't make music anymore.
Until relatively recently, that is.
Got myself a Bandcamp page and tossed a 5 track EP on it for free download. Found that I have an artist profile on Last,fm, and tossed 4 more tracks of early stuff that didn't make me want to stab my eardrums out.
I'm not miserable, I don't hate where I live and I ditched the wife and traded up to a girlfriend who I not only love, but like. (There is a difference).
So where the hell is this creativity coming from?
If you're curious:
Bandcamp: http://reverendmenagerie.bandcamp.com/
Last.fm: http://www.last.fm/music/The+Reverend+Menagerie
Been a music critic, and an aspiring artist. Every bit of it came out of a combination of a miserable marriage and the hatred of the area I lived in.
And it changed. Suddenly, I didn't write anymore. Didn't make music anymore.
Until relatively recently, that is.
Got myself a Bandcamp page and tossed a 5 track EP on it for free download. Found that I have an artist profile on Last,fm, and tossed 4 more tracks of early stuff that didn't make me want to stab my eardrums out.
I'm not miserable, I don't hate where I live and I ditched the wife and traded up to a girlfriend who I not only love, but like. (There is a difference).
So where the hell is this creativity coming from?
If you're curious:
Bandcamp: http://reverendmenagerie.bandcamp.com/
Last.fm: http://www.last.fm/music/The+Reverend+Menagerie
