The greatest in the world.
In a text message Matt wrote to
me:
"Remember, you are the greatest
songwriter of all time".
Well, of course,
I don't believe that. I tend to believe that everyone's stuff is better than
mine. Matt doesn't believe that either, but he's an encourager so he says stuff
like that. He's good to have around when you're writing because his enthusiasm
keeps you moving forward past the moments of self doubt which paralyze and
prevent originality. He has saved me from throwing away a #1 single. Everyone
should have a Matt in their creative circle.
Or you could just have
syphilis.
One of the symptoms of late
stage syphilis is delusions of grandeur. Deborah Hayden asserts that it's quite
possible that many of our great works of art were created by people with
syphilis, including Beethoven. Some of
the greatest art in the world was created by people who believed they were
qualified to do so. Would my art be so timid
and tepid if I truly believed that I was the greatest songwriter in the world?
How much am I being held back by my beliefs that I am the least deserving
songwriter on the planet? How much more creative would we
be?
Today's exercise: Pretend you have
syphillis. How would you create if you knew you were the greatest artist in the
world?
Posted: Sat
- March 31, 2007 at 01:22 PM
