how to save a life by the fray, wonderwall by oasis, creep by radiohead, viva la vida by coldplay, lazarus by porcupine tree, numb by linkin park and bittersweet symphony by the verve. None of them are the same genre but somehow. They are united by a mood. A movement. A phase of memory. You had to be there (middle school)
PSA: Just a friendly reminder that whenever you start a creative project, you will invariably hit a phase where the Thing™️ appears horrendous and you start asking existential questions. But if you keep working, it invariably passes and starts to resemble something less like the devil’s vomit. Doesn’t matter if it’s art, writing, or what–this happens repeatedly. Carry on.
This is a bit of advice I always pass on to people asking me about art. EVERY. SINGLE. PEICE. Every single one that I love I have at one point or another wanted to throw in the trash. Wanted to burn in a fire. Wanted to give up and leave it. The trick is to go “okay what is the worst part and how do I fix it” and just focus on that ONE thing. Then you do that again for the second worst. Then you do it again. And again. Until finally nothing needs fixing. And then it’s done and it’s beautiful.
If you dont love it, it’s not done yet. That’s all there is to it.
