- 5:19 AM, Saturday,
December 28th, 2024:
-
- So I've figured
something out about how my brain works in regards to
song. I need trauma or new found happiness. But
there's one caveat - trauma can lead you to
EXTREME gratitude for another part of your life even
if that happiness isn't newfound. And with that? We get
this...
-
-
- Man, how's
THAT for an anniversary gift. During the trauma of
the most recent meetings (especially the day where
I was about to mete Pete Carrol at ANY SECOND,
ALL DAY... that night I woke up at like 3 and was
just kind of zoned out. I often wake up in the middle of
the night and just think for 3 hours (good times) and
there was a slight difference... I just started humming a
melody and instantly writing lyrics. Seemingly from
nowhere. The extreme gratitude for how good and instantly
transported to 2010 I feel when Talya smiles at me. It's
not like I've never enjoyed a woman's smile before...
it's that 2024 has been FUCKING HARD, I feel
FUCKING OLD, and I'm in molasses as I watch this
entire year amount to nothing. Now that feeling? Is
everything. She's ageless. I only see the girl
I met 14 years ago. It's so overwhelming and at this
moment? It's everything. Nothing else works... but we do.
It's love... it's all of the above.
-
- So for the first time
ever on our anniversary I have a song for her.
That's crazy considering, right? But the truth is -
everything has been good. I can only write so many
happy songs until my brain just gets bored... and
suddenly the REST of the world kicked my butt so good she
was all I could hang onto. I mean... I guess I'm
thankful? I'd prefer that not to be the case however...
ok?
-
- Realistically this
song will play even better when we're 60, 70, 80... can
the world stop fuckin' with us? That'd be
great....mmmk?
-
- Either way - happy
anniversary and now it's time to board a plane and enjoy
a week back in Columbus. Perfect way to end the first
quarter-century of this project.
-
- Unbelievable.
-
- Adam
|
