Babies don't fly

so I'm breaking the rules.
I'm setting off on a course that will bring me nothing but ruin, heartbreak and embarassment.

awesome.

so here goes:
in a years time (hopefully)
I will start recording my second album.
not exactly headline news
kind of unsurprising, you might say

but here's where I'm gonna get stupid.

I'm gonna let everyone in on the process.
I'm gonna write about the whole thing.
I'm gonna audition each song on myspace
solicite feedback
put all the stupid ideas out into the universe before I have a chance to second guess myself.
hell I might even make it democratic
I might just throw out the stuff people don't like.

why is this against the rules?
because the act of creation is all about silencing the inner critic so that is has a chance to grow. getting others involved while a peice is still in it's infancy is like pushing your newborn out of a tree on a rainy day. Fly, you say, fly. But the poor thing will drop like a stone. Babies don't fly.

Also, its more than just a little egomaniacal.

So why do it?
Well, a couple of reasons. The journey of getting my first album released was such a comedy of errors I feel like I should've written it down. It might have made a better novel than an album.
Another reason is because the concept for this album (which I will go into detail later) has the potential of transforming this indie singer/songwriter into a tripe factory. So I kind of want my friends involved in order to keep me honest and to push me to keep it real (as it were).

Also, I'm more than just a little egomaniacal.

I do however have some self imposed rules:
First: This is not a blog about writers block. That irony has been mined.
Second: Names will be changed. But you will probably know who you are.
Third: No cursing, except sometimes
Last: Quit smoking and lose ten pounds.

Wish me luck