A Star Called Wormwood

I realize now that I've been waiting for music to be reborn. To return to the state that it was in when it first captured my interest. To become again the thing that had inspired me to be a musician in the first place.

As much as I'd like to blame it on the music industry or the flocks of idiots that support it, I now realize that it's not that music has changed, it's that music has changed me. As an ever-evolving being that changes and grows, one can't be enlightened by things which have already illuminated their mind.

In the upcoming months I will attempt to change my approach with music. I'm willing to reject my concept of what an "album" needs to be, to not be so obsessed with perfection, to not scrutinize over the length of a song, to be able to write something and put it out into the world before I have a chance to destroy it by over thinking it, by over playing it, or by over producing it.

And in an attempt not to over think this writing. I present to you a few pieces. This should be the first step towards this transformation seeing as though in the past I have felt that these pieces were in no way ready to see the light of day.