Discipline Beats Motivation and Inspiration

You're not always going to be feeling it. 

You won't always be running to write lyrics in your notes app or pick up that guitar to work on your manual dexterity. 

The skies will not always part to reveal that inspired guitar lick, lyrical couplet, or memorable melody. 

Better to rely on loving the process, putting yourself in a position for the magic to happen, but also finding magic in the act of showing up everyday and putting in the work. 

Keep the promise. 

Plays Poorly With Others and Musings on Turning Ideas into Reality

 This time I'll get it right. 

I know exactly what I need to do. 

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About 45 voice memo ideas going back to the beginning of December. 

It's time to sift through and look for diamonds in the rough. And then sit with the ideas that have potential and tend to them and water them and watch them grow. 

Wait... are they diamonds or crops? Mixing metaphors is potentially confusing. 

Every New Beginning

Every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end. 

This is a call to all my past resignation. 

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass  

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Lyrics matter......

LYRICS- Said Than Done

Said Than Done

This is all ai have time for

And I know I'm not supposed to apologize

But I'm sorry

I'm sorry, younger me

For thinking I had more time

I didn't. I don't. I won't. 

This is all I have patience for

And I know I'm not supposed to make excuses

But my life is too full

My battery is too spent

I thought I could deliver

I didn't. I won't. I don't. 

This is all I have

It's nothing and everything

I love that it's done

I hate that it's done

I think that it's fine. 

It's not. It's not. It will be. 

LYRICS- Fake Smarts

LYRICS:

I'm not AI

And to prove it I'll stop

And I'll talk straight to the camera

And tell you about my dad

Because he was my favorite

Imperfect man

And I'm not AI

Would love to play a show

Right there at your house

And sleep on your couch

And eat a hot slice from your favorite pizza spot

All of the imperfect

Blurry raw artifacts

Servers and artifice

Striving for life

And I'm not AI

But pretty damn soon

It might not matter

You Don't Get Anywhere by Announcing Your Intentions

Yeah. This blog is a journal of sorts. If you're reading, I thank you. And I despise you because you keep me from being my true self because I seek your approval. I need to be accepted by you. Otherwise there are no repeat visitors, no audience, no purpose to this blog. Which is bullshit because didn't I say that this is a journal? And does a journal depend on any reader other than the writer himself or herself? It shouldn't. And so your weaknesses and deficiencies are exposed...

Blacklisted. A loaded term. You did something worth prohibiting. Worthy of being remembered... but don't do it again.

It's hard to write a post while listening to Black Star. Genuine. Authentic. And really good. Would that I could create art like this.

Don't say. Don't not do.

Circular reasoning. A feeling other than believing. It's true because it is.

Sometimes...

... I think about things I shouldn't think about.
Sometimes I think about things like getting punched in the head.
That's what she said to me.

I can tell if it's good cuz you start nodding.
I can tell if it's bad cuz you wander back to the bar for another drink.
So that's what you think?

And I say, "Hey! It's good to know your expectations of me are low. I know a girl. This much is true. And I'm in love. In love with her."

Run Log #2 and Run Log #3

7/1- Soundtrack: Can't remember because I already switched my on the go playlist... pretty sure Dead Weath- Cut Like a Buffalo was on there and Japandroids- Heart Sweats...

7/3- Soundtrack:
Charmer- Kings of Leon
Leviathan- Mastodon
Paris- MSTRKRFT
Deadbolt- Thrice
Song for the Dead (Live)- QOTSA
With a Heavy Heart (I Regret to Inform You)- Does It Offend You, Yeah?
We Are Rockstars- Does It Offend You, Yeah?

Now 2 more rest days... then 20 minutes of running on Tuesday...

Lyrics:
So close yet so far
Eyes on the prize, feet on the ground
Grass, concrete, and tar
Earful of buds, escape in the sound

It hurts and that's okay
I'm the only thing in my way

Snippets of lyrics

there's six strings attached to you, and i'm trying to do the best that i can do.  please believe me...

i'm a mess.  i confess that the rest of my night will be spent surreptitiously stealing a view of you

i had a girl.  she went and spent me.  if she hadn't, we might never have ended.  we played some games.  stuck to what was easy.  thought that we were happy.  what did we know?

you know where to go when you're trying to run, don't you?

you hold your head up by yourself, i hoped that it would last longer than it really has...

i bought the friends box set just for you, and then a penguin that you could wear around your neck...

i'm sitting naked in my bedroom on a saturday morning writing a song about you

don't tell me things i already know.  i'd much rather be surprised than placated.  do tell me how you'd feel if i throw away one more day.

uh oh.  he's up again.  time to clean shit...

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You can hear almost all of these lyrics in video demos of my songs at my youtube page.

And here's a picture of my feet on a guitar case: