my daughter is 9 weeks old now and she's awesome. beautiful. amazing. adorable!
i was pretty sure i would love being a mom, but i didn't know until now how much it would change me, how it would fulfill something in me i didn't know was missing, how it would bring this deep sense of rightness.
many of my new songs are love songs. when i wrote them, they were not really intended for any one particular person. maybe in a way, they were prayers: prayers that someone would come to be the beloved, to be the subject of those songs. i was thinking, of course, that it would be a man. but my prayers were answered, and my songs have a subject, and she is a beautiful little 9-week-old girl.
i know it's a cliche. but fuck it. cliches are cliche for a reason: they're usually true....
and it's true. becoming a parent has shown me what it truly means to love.
and it has of course re-prioritized my life. going out and touring is no longer high on my list. but i am still determined to finish this album and set it upon the world to do with as it wishes. i have always enjoyed that the most anyway: just putting the music out there and letting it have a life of it's own. letting the people find it who happen to find it. there is so much pushing and marketing and soliciting going on these days. i find all of that sort of ugly. so we will see. i will release these fledglings to the wind and they will find their nests where they are welcome.
that reminds me. everyone asks me if my daughter's arrival has inspired me to write new songs... honestly?... no. not yet. but anyway it's normal for me not to write a new album until the last one is finished and released. i think i just need that closure before i can move on.
