I stopped playing music when my dad died. I made a song for him, and its impossible for me to hold a guitar and not play it. I couldnt cry when he died. So I grieved through my guitar...but then felt sad everytime I held one...so I stopped playing... I recently changed what I do for a living, and started playing again. I was becoming a bitter person who didnt want to wake up anymore, with my work making matters worse...finally...things changed. Music is so therapeutic...I play for myself, and upload for myself...but also don't mind sharing. What matters , is that you play for you. Its still impossible for me to not immediately start playing the tune I made for my dad, but...if I've thought about him everyday for the past 20 years of my life as it is...Maybe it isnt so bad to pick the guitar up and play it. I fooled myself into thinking it made it hurt more, not realizing its the only thing to let the sadness out. Keep on jamming man.
@ES-uc2ld >hurr durr not everyone likes the album on your profile picture so just because you don't like this peculiar slow individual's "music" doesn't mean others are lying to appear nice and feel better about themselves because they made someone else's day!!!
