I do, because it's the only thing I do everyday. If you have to make money doing something else you're not making music.
I've never really thought about the why of my making music and appreciate the chance to understand it. I guess that picking up a guitar when I was 12 was instinctual in a survival mechanism kind of way. My mom was deeply disturbed and foisted a lot of her bad juju in my direction. Playing the guitar was a refuge from the emotional onslaught and a chance to be mindless for the time that I did, so it is akin to a crutch of sorts which enabled me to enjoy something which came from my soul that couldn't be bashed, stolen or hijacked by the crazy lady who like a vampire fed on my joy. Fuck you Mom and thanks for my gift of creativity.
Dude I know you stalk everything I do on this site, but if you're gonna copy my origin story too, you gotta do a little better than just adding the Norman Bates mother angle to it.
Your experience is a lot more common than you can imagine. I went through the exact same thing and art was my refuge. I'm sorry you had to go through that but in some weird way I think those kind of experiences shape a lot of what we create which isnt all bad I guess.
Every good plagiarist knows you have to change some details. Joking aside I would love to hear you jam. I know some of your musical taste (the most important part) overlaps with mine, and we have similar origin stories. So I wonder how different we sound when we exorcise our demons through the magical six string contraption?
