corbo
rowing upstream
Basically thread title.
Last year I stayed with my parents as my mum entered the final stages of pancreatic cancer. I was desperate to put together a music composition portfolio to begin applying at different studios/productions to get a foot in the door, as well as show my mum where my true passions were.
I spent an unhealthy amount of time working, and listening. Not to my own music, but to reference tracks. I started developing very strange associations with the music I was listening to - the timbre of the music and the sound samples used began to take on a visual/visceral quality that is incredibly hard to put into words.
Beyond that, late last year I stumbled upon some truly gruesome pieces of music by total accident. I was wearing headphones at the time, and they triggered a massive panic attack that landed me in a mental hospital.
I have developed a disquieting fear of wearing headphones, composing, and listening to certain music. I'm not sure how to reduce my anxiety levels as far as making music goes - I'm not sure whether to just give up and consider it an unfortunate casualty with the rather traumatic events of the past year. A lot of what I've already made is unfinished, as well as being connected to painful parts of my life.
It sucks feeling like I've lost one of the few creative outlets that allowed me to express my emotions...
Last year I stayed with my parents as my mum entered the final stages of pancreatic cancer. I was desperate to put together a music composition portfolio to begin applying at different studios/productions to get a foot in the door, as well as show my mum where my true passions were.
I spent an unhealthy amount of time working, and listening. Not to my own music, but to reference tracks. I started developing very strange associations with the music I was listening to - the timbre of the music and the sound samples used began to take on a visual/visceral quality that is incredibly hard to put into words.
Beyond that, late last year I stumbled upon some truly gruesome pieces of music by total accident. I was wearing headphones at the time, and they triggered a massive panic attack that landed me in a mental hospital.
I have developed a disquieting fear of wearing headphones, composing, and listening to certain music. I'm not sure how to reduce my anxiety levels as far as making music goes - I'm not sure whether to just give up and consider it an unfortunate casualty with the rather traumatic events of the past year. A lot of what I've already made is unfinished, as well as being connected to painful parts of my life.
It sucks feeling like I've lost one of the few creative outlets that allowed me to express my emotions...
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