I'm never amazed at my own work, probably because I know exactly how it was done. There is magic in wondering how other people achieved their work. On the other hand, I find it's quite a toxic exercise to want to amaze myself. Why would anybody showboat their way to self-hypnosis?
It's the artistic ego. Must be.
As artists, all we're really looking for is acceptance. From peers. But mostly from our own damn selves. There's nothing wrong with a little pat on the back every now and then. Right?
Let's not wait any longer to find contempt. Its taste is close to non-existent anyways. It numbs the thirst for self-discovery through art, which is why we do what we do in the first place.
What's really tasty is the incessant quest for greatness. As music producers, we will never quite achieve the level of perfection we strive for. That's ok. It's the journey, not the destination.
And when we look back, 50 years down the line, we won't have moulded the perfect, symmetrical brick. We will have built a f*cking wall.
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