Okay—“Meant to Live” was my JAM, back in my angsty days. Thank you for sharing one of my fav albums. Imma have to listen now. I so appreciate JF work as an artist. And yours too!
YES!! That's my favorite track off that album, and that's probably my favorite album of theirs too! Jon Goreman really is an incredible songrwriter and musician. Thanks so much for reading! I'm going to have to play that album now too!
At the end of the day, all creatives are reclusive, weird and emotional - well, I am anyway! We live within our work. It what pushes us to move, to get up in the morning, it reduces us to tears, sparks an uncontrollable anger, makes us feel like we’re unstoppable, lowers us to the pits of worthlessness. We are immersed. Swallowed. It’s only when we emerge that we sense the effects of this submersion.
Pen to paper or fingers to keys, it’s where I’m happiest… excavating the remnants of a broken soul, attempting to thread together experience, questions, possibility and a creative spark to make something beautiful.
There is no better feeling than being understood by a piece of writing. I've been the direct recipient of countless texts that have each saved me in countless ways. The mere suggestion that I could return that feeling to someone else is one of the highest compliments I could ever ask for. Thank you so much!
Okay—“Meant to Live” was my JAM, back in my angsty days. Thank you for sharing one of my fav albums. Imma have to listen now. I so appreciate JF work as an artist. And yours too!
YES!! That's my favorite track off that album, and that's probably my favorite album of theirs too! Jon Goreman really is an incredible songrwriter and musician. Thanks so much for reading! I'm going to have to play that album now too!
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Much appreciated!
At the end of the day, all creatives are reclusive, weird and emotional - well, I am anyway! We live within our work. It what pushes us to move, to get up in the morning, it reduces us to tears, sparks an uncontrollable anger, makes us feel like we’re unstoppable, lowers us to the pits of worthlessness. We are immersed. Swallowed. It’s only when we emerge that we sense the effects of this submersion.
Pen to paper or fingers to keys, it’s where I’m happiest… excavating the remnants of a broken soul, attempting to thread together experience, questions, possibility and a creative spark to make something beautiful.
Thank you for this gorgeous piece!
Bravo 🙌
Thanks man! I appreciate you!
I'm not crying ... you're crying 😭
Beautiful- thank you 🙏
It's allergies...Thanks so much for reading! So glad you enjoyed it!
Totally 😂😂
I’m not gonna cry but this post was meant for me! Exclusively… I know reading this I am not on my own. Many are we who cross paths. Thank you.
There is no better feeling than being understood by a piece of writing. I've been the direct recipient of countless texts that have each saved me in countless ways. The mere suggestion that I could return that feeling to someone else is one of the highest compliments I could ever ask for. Thank you so much!