“why do you play music?”
haha, I dunno. I never wanted to be a musician. “rock star” was not on my list of career options, nor doctor, nor lawyer, nor fire fighter for that matter. I never looked up to other ppl, musician, or president. I never had a need to impress poeple with being cool, or holding a guitar for that. i never looked up to songs, or liked em enough to want to play them. I was always just doing what i liked. I saw myself getting an alright paying job, doing something trivial. Instead of all those ppl that hold their head up high, seeing a prize way up in the sky, i looked at the ground. I would keep walking, humbled by the existence of the path right on my feet.
so how did I become a musician? Its simple, one random day, I sat down at the piano, and hit the same few keys over and over again, wondering what else I can play with it to make it sound better. it didnt work well, so I thought “that was fun, I think ill come again tommarow”
then those darned tomorrows just kept rollin in