I was ALAN when I sang some stuff and played drums in public today (as part of an open artists studio event in town). Actually – was ALAN me? Or are we just the same?
It was also daylight. Also the boy I like who doesn’t like me was there.
It’s hard to ALAN. It’s hard to me. But somehow I’m doing it. I have to.
Playing with glitchy gif maker thing on my phone helps pass the unbearable time spent with boy who doesn’t like me when we go out for a cigarette. I was trying to be cool, he likes digital things.. and I glitched a photo of him.
And I took a photo as proof of my hand. I mean ALAN’s hand. Maybe my hand, ALAN’s boot.
So.. is ALAN a musician now? I think so. Is music Art? I think so. Doing music when you’re being someone else and for the sake of being an artist is Art I think. The lines are fuzzy.