neither can i
9 years ago
so last monday, i did my weekly ritual by going to my local open mic and playing guitar and singing. and when i was done, i continued my ritual of smoking a cig after my set. This one cool chick was talking about how everyone thinks she's so good when she sucks or something... and we all were like "you're good" and she was like "i don't know crap" and then i just went and started talking about what art is, saying crap like
"dude. ur soulful, that's what i love about your playing. you have passion. and you are pretty decent at guitar too. but most people don't have what you have. and i can't stand people that just do it just to do. if you have a soul, then you have one, if you don't, then you don't. and if you're not here to express yourself, then get the fuck out of here because you're wasting our time. etc"
and then this one guy, whom, the open mic before, wrote a song on improv about how he looked like a fuckboy because of his clothes. He looked at me in the eye like... concerned. and i looked at him like "i'll feel guilty for a reason that doesn't apply to this situation of people, but that's about it", and then he just looked away.
i feel bad, but i know he's really passionate, and music is therapeautic to him, but at the same time, he is kind of a shallow fuckboy, like for real. and i think i subconsciously called him out on it almost as much as i called out the fact that i'm a twot. like almost he got really offended and instinctually wanted to beat me up, which he totally could have, but knew i was also angry and raw in my expression, yet maybe just a little too far.
Though he took it in an insulting way, i didn't mean it like that, and i wasn't pointing anything at him, and like i said, that guy has good songs with meanings. Good thing the last song he played that night was awesome, so about 10 minutes later i told him that his last song was amazing, and yeah. But gosh, i mean... sorry :< have fun dude. that's the point, just... know that it's something else for other people. But you know that very well, because i listen to your songs. i mean dude... if you took that personally, i'm sorry, we are all shallow at some point. But man i get weird about dissing on artists.
"dude. ur soulful, that's what i love about your playing. you have passion. and you are pretty decent at guitar too. but most people don't have what you have. and i can't stand people that just do it just to do. if you have a soul, then you have one, if you don't, then you don't. and if you're not here to express yourself, then get the fuck out of here because you're wasting our time. etc"
and then this one guy, whom, the open mic before, wrote a song on improv about how he looked like a fuckboy because of his clothes. He looked at me in the eye like... concerned. and i looked at him like "i'll feel guilty for a reason that doesn't apply to this situation of people, but that's about it", and then he just looked away.
i feel bad, but i know he's really passionate, and music is therapeautic to him, but at the same time, he is kind of a shallow fuckboy, like for real. and i think i subconsciously called him out on it almost as much as i called out the fact that i'm a twot. like almost he got really offended and instinctually wanted to beat me up, which he totally could have, but knew i was also angry and raw in my expression, yet maybe just a little too far.
Though he took it in an insulting way, i didn't mean it like that, and i wasn't pointing anything at him, and like i said, that guy has good songs with meanings. Good thing the last song he played that night was awesome, so about 10 minutes later i told him that his last song was amazing, and yeah. But gosh, i mean... sorry :< have fun dude. that's the point, just... know that it's something else for other people. But you know that very well, because i listen to your songs. i mean dude... if you took that personally, i'm sorry, we are all shallow at some point. But man i get weird about dissing on artists.