The Burning: Part 4 of The Drummer's Almanac

It's pretty often that the gears in my head start spinning about the latest inspiration and I find myself heading straight into a euphoric state of frustration. It is my anatomy as a person who likes to put pencil to paper, and sticks to skin. I tend to overthink what I want to accomplish and it ends up being far less then I hoped. I feel a burning inside of me that needs to escape through some type of creative expression. The burning usually comes unexpected and inconveniently. I have pushed through the frustration before and I have completed what I started, but most of the time it's not the case.

As I sit at the throne of my drum kit the inspiration comes natural and it flows out smoothly. I sometimes don't even think about what I'm going to play, but just play to see where I can go.

Explore the universe. A natural progression. Groove.

My other forms of expression do not come as easily. Painstakingly to say the least. If I can stoke the fire, I will, but it sometimes leads me to the end of inspiration.