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By joseexist in Musings On Muses
I look out over the vast sea of flickering lights. Some are red, or orange. Others are foot-long columns of blue with red or orange tips. I can feel the heat they produced and the swell of the crowd breathing ...
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Recording In Ignorance And Daydreaming
By joseexist in Musings On Muses
Not everything I record comes out the way I want it to. Maintaining a bit of ignorance about what sounds good or not is par for my course though. When a new song is in the making I have a ...
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By joseexist in Musings On Muses
I sometimes wonder if I run the chance of attracting the ire of muses. In this blog I have sought to share the mysteries of how they work for you and me. In doing that I’m sure it’s possible that ...
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By joseexist in Musings On Muses
Each and every day is a storm that must be weathered. We awake when we must, look back on dreams perhaps, and yesterday. We hope we will eventually return to the solitude of sleep. But the engines of the day ...
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By joseexist in Musings On Muses
The romantic heart is like a lump of coal. Any ‘collision’ can produce enough pressure and heat to turn it into a diamond. Two diamonds are far better than one but even a diamond paired with a piece of coal ...
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"Turn It Up!" Or, "Turn It Down!" I Am Content...
By joseexist in Musings On Muses
The music I create is not for everyone. I’ve never entertained the idea that it would be universally accepted by the world. It’s my psyche in the raw. It’s my heart and soul on my sleeve. I do it for ...
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By joseexist in Musings On Muses
I give my heart to my main muse as unconditionally as I can. Life has other ideas though. Bills have to be paid and those monetary tasks are the grains of salt that must go into the pot every month. ...
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By joseexist in Musings On Muses
The low frequency rumble got louder by the moment. She looked at me in confusion. ‘What do we do?’ was the expression on her face. We embraced and I screamed, “Just look at me! Keep looking at me!” The wind ...
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By joseexist in Musings On Muses
The muses have moved you. You’ve sailed the high seas of imaginative conception. You’ve weathered brainstorms accented by emotional discharges complete with thoughts whose echoes still linger. You’ve lashed rigging with bare hands and greased every pulley with blood. The ...
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Let Me Set This Down And Step Back...
By joseexist in Musings On Muses
"…And so one season passes to another. We sail on, with strong memories of such things at our backs, as the wind." Jose D. (4-25-2011) It’s not hard to look around you and find somebody putting up a great fight ...