PORTRAIT OF THE ARTIST
People sometimes wonder how songs are created… like where does the music or the lyric come from? And as cliche as it sounds, most of the time it’s some little thought you have over the course of a day, year, decade that apparently *must* become a song.
And then other days, you’re given the privelege of observing the poetry of modern life. Some small event triggers a chain reaction and all of a sudden your muse is calling you. I’m fairly certain that being stuck behind this douchebag in rush hour traffic wasn’t some random coincidence…
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