Song out now ☺
Introspective
As you’ve grown older, art, to you, has become a deeply personal and seemingly selfish pursuit, especially in adulthood. Your creative process is not driven by a desire to entertain others, but rather by intentionally channeling your experiences as a means of survival.
You struggle to articulate your trauma eloquently or present it as wisdom. Instead, you’ve chosen to immerse yourself fully in the emotions you’ve long suppressed, Rudy is a mask allowing you to accept the madness. You’ve confronted the nearness of death and its constant presence in your life. Grief, we’ve learned, can be locked away deep within, only resurfacing when we truly allow it to.
Writing songs has become your secret password, a key to unlocking these hidden parts of yourself. While you don’t expect your work to be widely embraced, I know it has served a vital purpose in keeping you alive. This may seem selfish, but there is a profound intention behind it all.
“You got this kid.”
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