Jj's Year of Coming of Age- Day 103- It's Time To Start All Over Again

It's always amazing to write new music---
as one of those "artsy" people...whatever I am going through is addressed in my writing...Writing is how I purge, heal, grow, clarify, and process...It's how I breathe...

My influences are truly different this time around. My sound is different this time around...I feel like I'm finally stripping away expectations of others and revealing myself as the artist that I have always been in my head. I have nothing to lose. Songwriting concepts that I've wanted to capture for a long time now, but hadn't reached the level of musicianship to be able to execute it without it sounding forced- are now flowing effortlessly like water.

It's not as simple as writing about broken hearts, and angry woman anthems...though those have served me well over the years...I'm tackling subjects that make me walk circumspectly around my own heart and mind, looking into the shadows, and expanding the understanding of myself and my relation to my environment around me.

Betrayal, acceptance and moving on, protecting oneself from becoming diluted, finding my place in the big picture of life, enjoying life and the moments in between the chaos, recognizing and confronting evil, demolishing filters and saying what others only wish they could...addressing the state of humanity, and the need for social change...There's a raw feral energy in this music...and while my world is crumbling around me...it's giving me life. While I often feel lost, and out of control...It's giving me direction, a best friend, and a comfort...while I am isolated and locked away in my metal castle in the sky, writing and recording...its the music that keeps me from being lonely.

I don't expect anyone to see my vision...I've walked alone for a longtime...I now find solace in it...and I'm ready to get beyond the surface...to elevate even more so...as a woman...and as an artist. Like my mama used to say..."I can show you better than I can tell you..."

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