Today, someone asked me what it's like to make music. And I said it was fun, and I was living my dream, but it wasn't until later that I really started to think about the question.
What is it like to make music? When I think back on some of my fondest memories, I find there's always a song playing nearby. My first kiss, first concert, the first CD I ever bought, the first time I had my heart broken -- the list goes on and on.
So now that I've had time to think, I think I'd give a different answer. What's it like to make music? It's a chance to give someone else a memory, and live on beyond the band, beyond even me. It's a powerful thing, to be able to make music. And with power, must come passion.