W'hiskey River, Take My Mind, Don't let her memory torture me." -Willie Nelson
Well for a drunk cowboy willie sure had the right idea!
Drink the foul memories out. Drink until they flow down the stream of whiskey and liquor and all the women and memories and family troubles and etcetera are flushed down the drain.
All that remains are those other high levels, that happen just occasionally. You don't know when ack they're gonna come, but when they come you best be ready. It may cause anxiety. Those other high levels may come when you're away from a computer or an instrument or a midi keyboard hooked up to your favorite daw (the latter being the most common).
But sometimes that high level might just come while you're in the middle of class. It might just come while you're at work. It might just come while you're in the middle of making love to a woman of your choice. But when those high levels come, oh lord,
You just gotta do it.
When the moment strikes, it fucking strikes, and you can either do something about it or lay back and let it pass through your mind and into anothers, and let it cease to be your own idea and allow it to seep into the mind of another.
Who do you have to blame? Just you. You were too busy paying attention in class or doing your shitty job to run to the piano and record the moment at hand. You were too busy planning ahead for life and neglected life itself when it happened. Now you're gonna hear the motif you made in your mind in that beautiful moment on the radio for the next six months. If only you'd done it. If only you'd embraced that beautiful sliver of thought in its entirity when it slivered into your mind. You'd be a millionaire, you'd be happy, you'd be a man that took advantage of the moment the very second that it came and milked it for everything it's worth.
You'd be the guy that skipped class, and i'm sorry Teach but i had to do it, the moment was calling me. Fuck a critical lecture life is sucking my dick and begging me to cum inside her, I'm not gonna turn it down for a lecture on the spectrum of background noise in film.
I love you, good night I'll be here all week as long as I don't die god i hope i don't die life and music are so wonderful