an anarchist
Your local loco.
I was an aspiring musician from ages 17-25. Not consistently throughout the past 8 years, but I put enough of myself in to where I earned the right to call myself a musician. Or so I tell myself.
I have nothing to show for my trials and work in music. Nothing to show for it other than the portion of sanity that the pursuit cost me.
I shelve my music project now. It’s been a long 8 years with it. I can go 80 more with it. I can keep going until my magnum opus is complete. But I must give it up, if I am to succeed in a normal life.
I have failed time and time again in all parts of life, but this failure in particular stings. It cost so much of me, and I have nothing to show for it.
Can I even call myself a musician?
Any other “failed musicians” here? i.e. you had to move on.
I have nothing to show for my trials and work in music. Nothing to show for it other than the portion of sanity that the pursuit cost me.
I shelve my music project now. It’s been a long 8 years with it. I can go 80 more with it. I can keep going until my magnum opus is complete. But I must give it up, if I am to succeed in a normal life.
I have failed time and time again in all parts of life, but this failure in particular stings. It cost so much of me, and I have nothing to show for it.
Can I even call myself a musician?
Any other “failed musicians” here? i.e. you had to move on.