The Truth Is...

I have the tendency to create different characters when writing my songs...

Very few of the lyrics I write actually resemble a problem I'm facing, or my own reality. And that's not necessarily a bad thing, because it helps me imagine and be the "god" of my own head; I get to make up this old guy that's been living in the same old house. He's wifeless, everyone else moved away because the land isn't fertile anymore and the city is too far. It is just him and his home that he built with his two hands.
And that is a sort of beauty... at least to me.

It just takes me by the knees how music nowadays is too "overthought" and too "underwriten" at the same time. Switch on the radio, listen to those lyrics. They all paint a clear picture about parties, about boyfriends and breakups, about sex and drugs. There's no depth anymore. There's no expression.
But I wont stand my ground because judging someone else's music is just plain wrong.
*Even you Bieber... but you still suck.*

What I miss the most from the music made decades ago is not the blistering guitar solos or the mindblowing vocal ranges. I miss the simplicity to the music making process. The way you could go into a studio and sing your heart out about this woman that's just grinding up your gears. Or write a song telling the story of a man who's dug too deep and in the end he dug his own grave.

I miss the expression.

I miss the emotion.

I miss the fact that you could moan into a microphone and in some twisted way make that into art.
I miss being able to make mistakes on stage.
Because music isnt perfect.
Humans arent perfect.
It has to sound off a bit because that is the definition of rock n roll
That's how blues came about
By the hands and the hearts and the souls of the ones who werent perfect at the time
From the hearts and souls of the troubled ones
The ones that worked in fields
That were whipped unconscious
That needed a way out and choose music as an exit
How beautiful is that?
How music provided the most ridiculed people on earth a home of serenity and peace.
THAT is what music should be about

But instead sex and money has launched the beloved music industry straight into the arms of greed.
And now honest artists cannot make a living
They cant speak for themselves
They arent respected as artists, but as tokens
As objects
As trophies

But these artists
these musicians
they will have something no one will ever be able to grasp

They'll always have melody
They'll always have music
And music will always comfort them
As it comforts me...