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Old songs

Posted on November 09, 2004 by D' MacKinnon

The feeling I sometimes get when I listen to songs I wrote years ago is like a college student looking back at writings and drawings one did in elementary school.
I can see the line of musical progress moving upward as the years pass, the farther back I go the less I recognize the songs as a part of my being and the more they seem slip into a hazy chimerical existance that I know is my past but I can no longer identify with.
I wonder how many other musicians get annoyed when listening to their old work.
“If I only had time to go back and redo them I would change….”
No time for the past. The future is more interesting.

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