Catharsis (no, it's not a biology term...)

So you know that question "If a tree falls and no one's there to hear it, does it make a sound?" or something like that... I was wondering, if I write music and play it and leave a little piece of my heart out there in the atmosphere, is it worth it? Is it really music if no one else is there to hear but its creator? Like when you write a letter to someone you hate and it makes you feel a whole lot better because you got all of your pent-up anger out but then you choose to be a nice person and rip it up.

I don't know. Maybe it's worth the catharsis (read: letting out all of your strong emotions) to transfer from brain to paper. Or you rediscover it in four years and use it as the basis for a whole new piece of art (don't lie, you were hoping I was going to say "a whole new world").

But whatever the reason, I won't stop.

If I could draw straight lines, I would make a bar graph to show the percentage of songs that are written about love. The first bar, entitled "LOVE" would cap out at about 98.3%, the second bar, "DRUGS, ALOCOHOL, TRIPPY EXPERIENCES" would reach .5%, and the third and final bar, "SONGS THAT AT FIRST SIGHT ARE NOT ABOUT LOVE BUT REALLY ARE" would make up the remaining 1.2%. I think this is reasonable. Everyone needs to vent, and songwriting happens to be one of the top outlets. Even Adam Sandler and his Thanksgiving turkey song is really about love (a deep desire for poultry, but just the same).

Tonight I am working on a song about the beginning stages of love. Do they exist? Do you just fall into it and then one day one of you voices your opinion? Does it creep up and you don't even know until you realize that fuzzy feeling is present 24 hours a day and most people around you want to smack that gleaming smile right off your face? Who knows. But the point is, however my song turns out, I think it's worth writing if just one other person agrees.