In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Friday, October 17, 2014
I gotta find my own way
Hey, man, you know what I did today?
What's that, farmboy?
I listened to my CD. The new CD, the one I made, the one I released in July.
Is that unusual?
Well, I never listen to it. I'm not much into listening to myself for pleasure.
And what do you think?
Not bad! (laughs) Good songs. I'm proud of it. I was so afraid that it was terrible, you know. But it's not. It's good. The performances aren't bad. It sounds honest. Which is exactly what I fuckin' wanted.
I could have told you all that, farmboy.
I wouldn't have listened.
I know.
I gotta find my own way with everything. It took me a long, long time to learn that, man. But I did and I'm glad. It saves a lot of time.
I'm glad that you like your album, farmboy.
Me, too. It's a fuckin' relief. But it's good. I don't suck.
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