The joy and suffering of songwriting
It is around 11 am on Tuesday. I’m about to experience the joy and suffering of songwriting. I take my trusty guitar out of its case and sit down on the sofa. The sun is reflecting from the white wall…
It is around 11 am on Tuesday. I’m about to experience the joy and suffering of songwriting. I take my trusty guitar out of its case and sit down on the sofa. The sun is reflecting from the white wall…