Is that why you write so much here?
This question puts me in a quandary. In the first place I fail to see how my confessional attitude toward music, how I have become less and less aware of the lyrics that pervade our culture and with which so many are familiar and can adroitly discuss, has anything to do with how much I write. This leads me to the conclusion that perhaps it is not the quantity or how I feel or don't feel about things that is at issue with you here, but the content or subject matter that I choose to address and perhaps subject matter you feel inconvenient to hear.
I think part of the point I was making was that, because I am profoundly moved by music, it alters my mood and I used to revel in that and not least of all because it takes me elsewhere than where I wind up without its influence, something I see as a kind of addiction and one I am now less inclined to indulge.
I find that music makes me feel vicariously but without conscious awareness of where those feelings are sourced. Rather that indulge that I try to deal with myself however it is that I am. Similarly I don't drink to intoxication or use mind altering drugs, all of which I have done in the past.
If I can ask, then, please, if any of this seems correct, tell me directly what was the motivation behind your question. Why do I write so much here, why am I even here.
Mulla Nasrudin once spotted a group of soldiers out on patrol and ran when he saw them hiding in a freshly dug grave in a grave yard. Seeing him run the soldiers followed him and looking down at him in the grave asked, "Why are you laying in that grave?" He answered, "I am here because of you and you are here because of me."
Out of consideration for you, and you alone and in particular, I have closely guarded the reason I am here.
Many years ago I was bombarded with attacks that I posted here out of egotism and as the best way to refute such a claim I completely stopped posting here. I was gone, if memory serves which it does not usually, at least for a year perhaps more, and had completely forgotten about this place and never looked back such were the needs of my ego.
To the profound regret of many, it seems, something happened to change that and here I am.