Writing.

the best cure for writers block in anything, for me, is to just take your mind off of trying to think something up. go do something completely unrelated and let your brain drift. u should come up with something when u dont expect it so you might wanna carry around a notepad or sumthing.

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'Two hundred years of American technology has unwittingly created a massive cement playground. It took the minds of twelve-year-olds to realize its potential.'

'For me it is just if its sounds good, I listen!' -ski_bum_

A friend of mine says it helps her to listen to music with lyrics you cant understand really and just makes it up in her mind what they are saying. Usually you get drastically different lyrics because you hear what you want to hear and what you think fits not what they are actually saying. Just make sure you arent blatanly ripping people off

Conformity, I'll never swallow. The world today full of pain and sorrow. Apathy, I'll never follow.
Stretch Arm Strong

meditate

I write, but not songs. Someone already said this, but I know it works: go and do something else, think about something else and imidiately you'll be right back to it. Trust me. The best way is to just let it flow and not worry. Just relax and put it all down and then fix it later.


'My soul is a like a ruby
And I threw it in the earth
But now my hands are bleeding
From scrabbling in the dirt
And I look up to the heavens
And a light is on my face
I never never never
Thought I'd find a state of grace' - Joy by Mick Jagger

I just picture it in my head and then do it.


Black house, pink shutters.

the best songs will come to your head when you least expect it...as dumb as it sounds...sappy music is always the best...emo i mean. my friend eric listens to that when he writes william tell routine songs and they did a full blown u.s. tour last year.
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I always say what I feel and that is a promise, nothing in life is above being honest - 311

from chaos comes clarity, I tell ya what you appare to me, you ought to know glycerin tears don't fool me, i tell ya delusions plaguing everybody - 311

yeah... all about a blank slate. I went outside and stared into my reflection off of the sliding door. fun fun nuf.

MD... Dain bramaged.