When writing songs (or books, or street art), do you ever find yourself struggling with how much (or little) to reveal about your personal experiences, thoughts, feelings, etc.?
Some of my songs feel like they’re more based on fiction than anything else; others feel like thinly-veiled (or not-so-veiled-at-all) versions of my truth, my life, my story. And sometimes that feels scary. What if someone figures out I’m referring to them? What if someone ends up hating me? What if, what if, what if…
In the end, I call upon the Gods Of Creative License and I move forward. “I’ll be damned if I’m going to let another human being censor THIS,” I tell myself. And I plow right into discomfort.
The funny thing is that no other human has ever tried to censor my songwriting. The biggest potential Censor is myself. Maybe it’s those THOUGHTS of other peoples’ reactions that makes me hesitate, pen in midair. (“Oh my gawd! Are you REALLY going to say that??”)
In most areas of my life, I feel like I’m pretty good about following The Rules; I pay my taxes, I drive safely, I try to cooperate with other human beings so that we can more or less coexist without adding misery to one another’s existence.
But when it’s just me and my guitar and the “record” button, I really want to say that all bets are off.
How about you? Do you encounter that internal struggle between staying safe and blowing the fucking doors off the whole place? If so, how do you deal with it?