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[rubyredstained]

It just fucking hit me that I am in the process of helping to create an album. That people are going to buy. Touring was one thing, because I have my gigs in the city that people come to, so I'm used to playing my mus for peeps, even if doing a metal concert is very different from a lovely gig in Trafalgar Square. But I have never ever had imput on something that was recorded and existed for people to play in their homes. Well. Besides the DVD and the live stuff...

It's weird. It's a heady feeling, but kind of frightening as well. Like...if I write shitty shite Spectre and his drogies might kick me out for being derivative or un-Prog, or all-around lame... Not that I think Spectre and his drogies are like that...

It feels a bit like responsibility. Which I'm actually good at when it comes to me, and a staff of thirteen at Mariposa. But being responsible to people...and to thousands of people all over the world? (I even have to friends-lock this because people read this now. I have fans...)

Holy.Fucking.Shit.

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[thetimewehave.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I think it is a bit like responsibility, but I reckon when it comes down to the bones of it, so long as you're being responsible to yourself and the band everything else is gonna follow along, maybe sometimes like a screaming toddler but.

You know what helps with the overbearing weight of responsibility though? Wine. And Thai food. Green curry. It helps.

[rubyredstained.livejournal.com]

I hope so. Because I'm always responsible to myself when it comes to music and I think that's why I got the place in the band because all the others are too. They're all WAY talented enough to be doing more mainstream stuff if they wanted too (which would mean doing less complex stuff, strangely enough) but they love this kind of music so much. They meaning we. We love it, which is why we do it. And I think if anyone is going to get that, it's you. My wonderful, stalwart Leon. I pretty much love you.

Want to indulge after bras?