Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Creativity

Being creative and being different is really just not easy. I actually learned this lesson a long time ago. As a kid I read about many 'mavericks' who dared to do things their way. It was never easy for them. But in the end, they did succeed. I remember that. I learned it well. Problem is, as I got older, I was not terribly creative and really not all that different. In fact, by the time I was 21, I became quite the conformist. So I never really had to face the challenges faced by those trail-blazing, creative-types of whom I thought so highly as a child.

The one thing I did always have though, was music. Music was not mere music to me. Never in all my life was music just music. Music was my friend. Music was my entertainment. Music was my comfort during those difficult adolescent years. Music was my hobby. Music was my passion.
But I was not creating music with the dedication that I do now. I was learning, writing a little. But mostly, I was listening. Not only was I listening to music, but I was listening to what other people said about different kinds of music. I was being influenced not only by music, but by people (whom I respected) who had very strong opinions about music.

But still, even in to my late 20s, I still was not driven to create music like I am now.
More later. . . .

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