There is a person I barely know, yet weighs such a heavy presence in my mind. I admire him, I suppose. Thus, his opinion matters to me. We are very different people, and I have these oddly random moments of reflection regarding my music: will he like it? His taste are very different. I’ve subsequently realized his presence isn’t about him, but the general concept of him. I am continuing to create exactly as I am always, knowing intellectually not everyone will like it; and this is ok. Not everyone should, that would be boring.
Another factor to consider, we can NEVER control or anticipate how another person will respond to our behavior. He might surprise me, and really like it.
The more raw one is, the more exposed, means the more there is to ridicule and tear apart. Art must be made despite this.
‘Vulnerable is the only way we can feel when we truly share the art we’ve made. When we share it, when we connect, we have shifted all the power and made ourselves naked in front of the other person we’ve given the gift of our art to. We have no excuses, no manual to point to, no standard operating procedure to protect us. And that is part of our gift.’ -Seth Godin
Another week in the studio, in the sound booth, in the rush and creation; another week closer.