Welcome To My Blog! :o
Intro
This is the beginnning of a new chapter of my life as a creative. Let me introduce myself. My pseudonym is going to be Storm Underhill and I'm from Texas. I wanted to have a space to just vent and talk about my life and thoughts or whatever comes my way. Mainly because I just dont want to involve the people that are close to me. Even as Im typing this its making me feel a little better as some stress is just flowing right out of me. Anyway, I am an artist and my current medium/passion is music. I make music with my close friend who I met in community college and now we started a band about a year ago. My comfort food is pizza and hot fries cheetos, I like smoking to smoke weed and I love music expression so much.
Music is a passion at the moment. I am mainly a guitar player but id like to start singing in my music because at this point its hard to make music with my bandmate since i am a little shy about my singing. They mainly sing and add whatever is in the moment but its just not hitting me. Music is hard to create i realised, lyrics are the hardest part for me and creating a melody. Its not just singing proper to the key of a song its a story. Narrating YOUR story to whoever gave you their time to lsiten to you.
SONG WHILE BLOGGING: Big Thief tiny desk performance youtube video
OH.. Im also typing this at work too lol. Hopefully I wont get in trouble since my coworker isnt here. Im starving rn.
I could definitely trace my life back with music, specifically this album theyre playing on tiny desk. My mental health wasnt the best for me. I was working at a superstore right after my first job as a grocery cashier, it was fucking horrible. I had a horrible situationship because i was desperate and i believed i was mature and ready to navigate through it. I dont blame her for just rejecting me or going around it evrytime we hung out after work, I was dumb and desperate for a relationship idk what i was gonna do if i did have it, it wouldve never solved my problems. The craziest part is we went to go bowling with her friends and she was sitting so close to me and after we were done we were heading out. As we were heading out she asked this bowling worker , who was cleaning around the area, for his phone number. I know, i shouldve just walked right off. I didnt. After that I cried to her drunk......on her bed... in her arms. She wasnt a monster lol :( The morning after we ate breakfast we hugged and i said goodbye. I wish i could hug my past self. I wouldve been my own knight in shining armor.
Im doing much better now. Right now ive gon through so much shit since i got black out drunk at a club. Im taking care of myself now and with my job now i can organize my life better. Hopefully somebody is interested in what i have to say here, well see how it goes in life from here.
--Storm Underhill