go spend some time with your old art when you first fell in love w making it and remember how you always had the sauce and you always will
— ???? (@abra) September 6, 2017
If this not facts then I don’t know what is.
I was literally doing exactly this last night. And to be clear if it’s not already known, I’m an artist. Always have been. But in recent times the drive that once was hasn’t been the same. Do I still have love for this thing we call music? Of course. It’s just times are different these days. Priorities have shifted and some things have to be pushed to the background.
However, as I say all this I was listening to a lot of music some friends and I made over the years, and it was like stepping into a time machine. That drive I spoke of earlier? You get a glimpse of what that was when you hear your younger self and choice of words that come with it. The times were different. The priorities weren’t the same as now. The hunger to capture that passion slowly builds because of the experience you felt from this younger self. You feel the need to make more of these moments in time to capture that energy. Those vibes. To produce with the hope of looking back, but at a later time from now, and re-experience the memories and motivations that went the project.
Like time itself, that’s something you can’t put a price on. Now go create something!