hungoverowls:

“It’s okay. You got this. Deep breaths, familiar landmarks. Deep breaths, familiar landmarks.”

Laying on my couch, drunk and stoned, I found myself fantasizing about some gig where my imaginary band is headlining. Someone told me that I could pick any band to open, so I picked Dinosaur Jr. Some people think it’s cool. Others think it’s too ballsy and egotistical. Dinosaur Jr. plays their set and floors the audience with their sonic roar. Pretentious too-cool-for-anything characters even gush to each other that they’ve never seen a band play like that. Others bluff that they were better on this tour or that. Secretly, I myself am shaking in my boots wondering how I’m going to compete with the godliness of J Mascis’ sound and his understated presence, but when he comes offstage, all I say is “Hey - well played, man!” and obliges with a simple “Thanks” and a smile. Does J Mascis smile? I don’t know.

Then my band takes the stage and something happens that I still can’t hear in my head, but I know that the crowd is loving it. Even compared to the awesome display of mastery that they just saw, they are psyched at what the band is doing and no one can decide who was the better act, but all conclude that they got to witness a really special show.

So, now I just have to figure out how to start writing songs like that, find a band that can play them, and take the show on the road. Easy, right? ;)

I’m going to try my damnedest to try to make writing in my tumblr a daily thing. It’s not that I think I’m important enough to have a bunch of people reading it and keeping up on the things that I do. I don’t even plan on telling my friends or anyone that I’ve started a tumblr account. I guess, more than anything, I just want to write more. I have a journal, and I try to write in that fairly often, but this format has some different advantages. Editing is one of those things that I really need some flexibility with, and this format provides me with more ease of use in that regard than a physical journal. I just haven’t written enough for my writing to be intuitive and deliberate yet. I’ve known people that dive fearlessly into their writing with paper and ink, never looking back and, more importantly, never needing to. That’s the point that I really want to reach.

I don’t have any plans to be some great prolific author or anything. Like I said, I’m not even planning to deliberately send this page toward anyone. I’m not looking for recognition for my thoughts and my ideas, I’m really just concerned with my ability to express them. I want to hone my ability to express myself with the written word through consistent practice.