I am content spending hours in a room with my guitar, playing with no interruptions, so it eludes me why I have the desire to go out into the world and perform, yet I am compelled to do it again and again. The music I write and the songs I choose to perform do not express who I am. Everything I write, be it music or words, feels more like the expressions of what I am not. As if the words were the misfit elements within me that had to escape and be free from the confines of "me." That is perhaps why I find it so difficult to write about myself. Meanings dissipate in the very act of describing.
save the fairmount.....100 people w/ 100 bucks collective
how about....100 people with 100 bucks campaign. do it now. work out the perks later. names and addresses taken of those who contribute. this is how locals should act.....struggle.....
go get on the list ........fill it up......get your band some local leverage.........be creative be at the table.......
Hi Shanti, Thanks for your friendship. Love your voice and your guitar work on the vidéo "Love me like a man". Keep playing great music. Kisses from New Caledonia.
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