I love Fall. It is my absolute favorite time of year. There’s something about the cooler weather, shorter days, and browning leaves that fills me with emotion. Some days it is nostalgia, others it is lingering sorrow that festers within and bubbles over, but the season always gives me plenty of moments of pause and reflection. I love that, and I wish it all lasted longer than the couple of months we get prior to Winter.
When I was younger, I often channeled those feelings brought on by Autumn and used them to feed my creativity as a musician. Times have changed as I’ve grown older, but there is still something cathartic about strumming a few chords on a guitar and singing a few words from your soul. Sure, I sound mega-douche-y, but I am being sincere. I imagine that anyone who creates, be it music, art, or books, knows what I’m talking about. There’s something about the ability to create that reaches a place seldom touched, like that annoying itch in the middle of your back that you can’t quite reach.
I recently picked up my guitar again after nearly a year of watching it collect dust in my music room. The calluses may fade, but the rhythm never does. I strummed a few bars of an old song and remembered why I had ever fallen in love with playing my guitar in the first place. It scratches that itch, I suppose.
Below is a video I shot over the weekend performing the song “Fables” from my old Twelve Days in June days. It’s not pitch perfect, but I’m not trying to sell anything. It’s just a reminder to enjoy the things in life that make you happy. Find your passion and never give up pursing it.
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