The Great Migration
I refuse to have to bear the burden of weeding out the worst the internet has to offer while simultaneously watching those same people being offered a platform to spew their garbage.
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Releasing My Hostage
It’s been over a year. Honestly, it’s probably closer to 18 months since I’d written some of the compositions that I sit here staring at on my hard drive. I wrote these pieces, fell in love with them, sat with the emotions they conjured, and swore I’d sit down and write lyrics and sing them into the pantheon of great songs. Considering you’re reading this, that obviously didn’t happen. These musical compositions were held hostage. Not by any tangible force or individual, but by time and my own mental set of requirements. The fact that I just knew how these...
