This is about Something Else

I never have enjoyed friends that turn into school marms. The bottom line is what do you know? I know I get applause for my songs, in a lot of different settings. I know I can write pretty intelligent lyrics that have feeling hidden in them. I have been told by an MC at on open mic that the song I just butchered was a really good song. I've been asked in disbelief if I really wrote the song I just sung. I've been told by am acquaintance who I've known from open mics that she wants to hear my songs because they are good. I know that the only song my band plays is because one of the members thought it was a great song and I let the band members spruce it up with a couple of extra chords. I know there are a incredible number of bad songs out there- an incredible number of stupid songs out there.

I know a friend who had a disapproving negative father. I know a friend who sees himself as a mentor. I know a friend who couldn't write a song if his life depended on it. I know a friend who has resisted learning any of my songs. I know a friend who feels angry and threatened when someone else takes charge of things. I know a friend who after a bit starts to talk himself out of things because they are not quite as good as they should be.

So when the friend wants to know how it went last night singing one of my original songs at an open mic, and I say ok, he wants to delve deeper into what the audience response was like. He says that all my songs sound the same. He acts concerned that I might have a sense of failure or frustration.

I know this isn't about the songs.