Just finished reading Roseanne Cash’s autobiography Composed where she discusses what it was like growing up as Johnny’s daughter and all the churn associated with that. She also discusses her career as a songwriter/performer and how she matured through the years. In the following excerpt she discusses the development of her songwriting abilities but I like how it serves as a pretty good description of life in general.
“Thirty years ago I would have said that the bursts of inspiration and the ecstatic flood of feeling that came with them were an emotionally superior experience preferable to the watchmaker’s concentration required for detail work of refining, editing and polishing. But the reverse is proving to be true. Like everything else, given enough time and long perspective the opposite of those things that we think define us slowly becomes equally valid and sometimes more potent. I have learned to be steady in my course of love, or fear, or loneliness, rather than impulsive in its wasting either lyrically or emotionally.”
Roseanne
Just finished reading Roseanne Cash’s autobiography Composed where she discusses what it was like growing up as Johnny’s daughter and all the churn associated with that. She also discusses her career as a songwriter/performer and how she matured through the years. In the following excerpt she discusses the development of her songwriting abilities but I like how it serves as a pretty good description of life in general.
“Thirty years ago I would have said that the bursts of inspiration and the ecstatic flood of feeling that came with them were an emotionally superior experience preferable to the watchmaker’s concentration required for detail work of refining, editing and polishing. But the reverse is proving to be true. Like everything else, given enough time and long perspective the opposite of those things that we think define us slowly becomes equally valid and sometimes more potent. I have learned to be steady in my course of love, or fear, or loneliness, rather than impulsive in its wasting either lyrically or emotionally.”
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Roseanne
Just finished reading Roseanne Cash’s autobiography Composed where she discusses what it was like growing up as Johnny’s daughter and all the churn associated with that. She also discusses her career as a songwriter/performer and how she matured through the years. In the following excerpt she discusses the development of her songwriting abilities but I like how it serves as a pretty good description of life in general.
“Thirty years ago I would have said that the bursts of inspiration and the ecstatic flood of feeling that came with them were an emotionally superior experience preferable to the watchmaker’s concentration required for detail work of refining, editing and polishing. But the reverse is proving to be true. Like everything else, given enough time and long perspective the opposite of those things that we think define us slowly becomes equally valid and sometimes more potent. I have learned to be steady in my course of love, or fear, or loneliness, rather than impulsive in its wasting either lyrically or emotionally.”
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Roseanne
Just finished reading Roseanne Cash’s autobiography Composed where she discusses what it was like growing up as Johnny’s daughter and all the churn associated with that. She also discusses her career as a songwriter/performer and how she matured through the years. In the following excerpt she discusses the development of her songwriting abilities but I like how it serves as a pretty good description of life in general.
“Thirty years ago I would have said that the bursts of inspiration and the ecstatic flood of feeling that came with them were an emotionally superior experience preferable to the watchmaker’s concentration required for detail work of refining, editing and polishing. But the reverse is proving to be true. Like everything else, given enough time and long perspective the opposite of those things that we think define us slowly becomes equally valid and sometimes more potent. I have learned to be steady in my course of love, or fear, or loneliness, rather than impulsive in its wasting either lyrically or emotionally.”