I have dozens of riffs and song ideas that I've carried with me for years. Some are cool, some rock, and I deem them all true. However I get to that magic point where it all falls right off of a cliff and the idea reaches the point of
I keep thinking I'll pick them up and finish them, so I pick one up and I try key changes or whatever and nothing fits. So, like the Isle of Misfit Toys, I'm psychologically leaving them here where they can live in unfinished bliss, and I can use the room for new ideas.
If you have such baggage, I invite you to dump it here. Perhaps they will find their soul mates and return to us in the form of inspiration from other ideas.
And no, I haven't been drinking.
