Faking - new song

Growing up, your father used to use a phrase.

Whether it was being called upon to build a Halloween robot costume for you out of a glue barrel and some pipes, or driving to some unknown location, or creating a computer program out of thin air, he relished in "faking it".  To him, that meant running headlong into the project, and hoping that the kinetic energy caused in doing so would create success.

It's a thrilling process, when it works.  Turning off the censor and just running like mad into the challenge. 

Look. Let's not bullshit here.  You're scared.

Terrified, even. 

You've been crying in the shower more often these past few days.  You're barely making enough money to live, let alone prepare for the creative life you want in this new city.  You don't feel attractive or skilled or even competent at the moment. 

And yet, you hear your father's voice, reminding you that despite these limitations, you have to fucking get up each day and create something.

You just do.

Thanks, Dad.

So, here's a new song, riffing on that very spirit.  Here's to all my sweet friends who are struggling in this cruel and ineffable world.  Here's to those who continue to act, to sing, to write, to remain true.

Love you all, and miss you!