[argv]

I'm sitting here re-doing, and re-doing, and re-doing songs to try to perfect them, and I remember doing stuff like this when I was on speed. Then I would come down, and it would sound horrible anyways... but when I'm "high" it sounds pretty good.

I also forget that my brain isn't like all the other people, so if I show it to them, they don't like it. Of course it's not their kind of music, it's gloomy doom music, but I just wonder if I'm wasting my time. Then I think that maybe I'm just way ahead of everyone else, and it just hasn't caught on yet. This type of music is way old school, but I want to bring it back, because no one plays this style around in my area.

Hmm.. I dunno. I'm still stoked to sit here and work on it, but I just always wonder if my best efforts will even be rewarded at all. Bleh.

[Chompers]

I know the feeling you're talking about. I often get this geeked up feeling & realize it feels like the bad old days but without the meth & the all night conversations about the subtleties of Scooby Doo.

And as a writer & "craft artisan" I also know the feeling of pouring your into your work & wondering if anyone is even going to give a **** about it when you're done.

Oh well, in the end we do it for ourselves anyways, don't we? **** the ones who can't appreciate it.

[cocoabeans]

I get like that sometimes.