Get to know Missyou better with their reflection on creating music. Check out the guest blog below:
There are times where music becomes too painful to make. Where I hate everything that I create, where every vocal and every melody, every line, is met with such sonic distain from my ears that I feel disoriented with anger. Those are the times I’m living in a world where I am a judge in some competition with myself about what is coming from a place of truth and genuine heart. That process is the death of creativity, you need to feel flexible, to feel limber, to feel wick, alive. That is the only path to creating things from a place of love. I can waste time trying to be clever or more original then others but in the end I have to create with my guts. With the fire in my stomach that makes me want to conquer the summit of doubt that whispers in my soul every day. I must find a line that makes me not the judge, but the child who has no interest in the law, or in what is cool or what is hip, only what makes me feel alive. That’s the source. That’s the sweet spot between dials on an am transistor radio, between the stations where you can just make out a song or a signal coming toward you and you can’t place it but you want more, because the story it tells makes you long for a place, a taste, a touch, a sound.
I need to feel that longing to make music. I need to grieve for happiness, for sadness. For victory and for lost and found love. And to send a signal back so to feel connected to something that you remember from another life lived. And to tell the ones you have lost or the ones you have not found yet or maybe you were just not ready for, to say to them, (I’m so many words, or melodies) I love you and I Missyou.
That’s what we seek, every day.
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