Another few liters of beer, finely chopped trump, perfectly shrunken, inflamed ... smoky. And beer again. I have been involved in music for about 6.7 years (in particular we play computer music). I have lost a lot in my life, but never this passion. Love, loved ones, memories of wonderful places and events, but never Music. Starting with the art of listening to it and getting to doing it. And nothing more. This is how not only my days go, but also my nights. I am not writing here to seek any advice, recommendations, etc. I wonder how other people involved in art "get into the movie", how do they touch the "muse"
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You sound familiar to me. The movie is a movie, it's all in your own head. You are not looking for advice, you are just a muse. My muse is the things around me, or at least the way I refract them through my own prism. Everything you generally don't have eyes and ears for. Human destinies, disappointments, emotions. I don't need any extra "inspiration" right now. Bambi