a love / hate relationship

I suppose that’s why I like music. At its best it’s extremely rewarding. At its worst it exposes all the insecurities I have. Any lack of self-esteem is brought out by a piss-poor day in the studio. Magnified really. “Love what you do and you never have to work a day in your life.” I guess that’s true in a sense, but it conveniently neglects the days that it’s hard. Sometimes I go back and listen to a random song from my catalog and it’ll break me, it’ll all feel…