In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
The songs I wrote along the way
You know, I don't ask for too much in my life…
(sarcastically) That's an understatement…
Yeah? Well, fuck you.
As I was saying, I don't ask for too much in my life, but there's something that I need.
And what's that, farmboy?
A song. I need to write a song. I need to write a great fuckin' song, man. So I write and I write and I still don't have it. At this rate, all I'm gonna end up with are the songs I wrote along the way, you know?
And that's…bad?
Fuck, yeah. 'Cause I just want to write a great song…
Yes, you said that.
Just let me finish, fucknose. I just want to write a great song because…because…
Yes. farmboy?
Because I just need to do the best I possibly can. I have to.
But you are writing the best songs you can write.
For now.
I don't have a time machine, farmboy.
I know. I'm just being impatient. I hate feeling this way, 'cause it's the one guaranteed way to not write a great song.
So what happens now?
I guess I just keep writing and writing and writing...
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