Death and Inspiration

It is strange how when you are at your lowest you somehow find creative inspiration.
After the death of my Father who was taken very suddenly by cancer I found myself lost.
Nothing can prepare you for such a devastating loss of a loved one.

In the times that followed I found when I felt really down, words, images and music came to me easier than before.

Why is this? Does desperation lead to inspiration like some kind of inbuilt anti depressant?

The mind holds more than we understand.

Well, there's nothing stranger than folk. Don't mean to bring anybody down, but I'm using this blog as an outlet for my thoughts. I have decided to work on a new album and it will be documented here. I will keep people posted on the ups and downs of trying to express myself in music with no funds or backing, just a love and understanding of the power of sound. It's a tough task but I have no choice, I just got to do it. Compulsion will lead to evolution, and I really need to move forward.

Thanks for taking an interest.