Nothing Has Meaning

I am not.

But I’m a decent mimic. And I have a pretty decent ear. I also don’t really dig emulation which gives one the vain attitude of only really being into doing one’s own thing.

Yeah.

One’s own thing.

The way of knowing things.

My favorite line from The Last Wave starring Gulpilil.

Dreams are a shadow, of something real.

So my buddy, Adam Clark, gets a hold of me cause he’s taken up guitar and can’t figure a chord from a tune he wanted to play. After I mocked him sufficiently for even wanting to play someone else’s tune I took a listen, and couldn’t tell him the chord.

Like I say, a musical genius I am not.

Jack of all trades, Master of Known.

Sometimes I reflect on the concept of ignorance is bliss as applied to the creative process.

Ignorance of how its done or how it should be and so on can open the door for very creative and unusual compositions. Think Paul McCartney not wanting to learn to read music to stay pure.

Dumb. Actually.

The reality of the situation is that a tool is just a tool and creativity is a mindset and way of being, the way of knowing things, the way of arranging things, the way of expressing things.

The tools used, such as knowledge of music theory, knowledge of song structure, a hammer, make no difference to the truly creative mind.

Create, by any means necessary.