I'm pretty tired of creating right now, but that's OK, because I've got a bit of time off this week. I assumed that I'd take the opportunity to write an old-school Mount Everest rocker today, but I found myself embracing entropy as it sunk in that over the past week I wrote approximately one billion words of my master's thesis. This song is an exhale after holding my breath for a while. The neon lights of the 8th floor of Bobst Library have dulled my vision, and I feel like I should be wearing shades around the house in a bathrobe... This past few weeks weeks were a sheer act of will, and it occurs to me that writing a thesis is a good metaphor for pretty much every other act of will in a person's life. Anything worth doing takes a bit of effort. Anything worth creating requires an act of concerted will. Even a little guitar song that lasts almost two minutes. I hope you enjoy this one.
lyrics
To wear a concept on the outside
To have a better thought about it
To catch a moment of a purely radiant kind
To will a thing
To will a thing
To take the real from all the fiction
To find the truth in all the excess
To seize the order and to fight to make it hold
To will a thing
To will a thing