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Philly 1-Day Adventure was a huge success. Nothing I love more than seeing my friends be mega huge rockstars. I love you, Sean! Margot, you’re a Dream as always. #SeanBarna #RockNRoll #SingerSongwriter #Bands #LiveMusic #HeavyGus #WorldCafeLive #Philadelphia #Pennsylvania #CityOfBrotherlyLove (at Philadelphia, Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/CiPTglCuXx6/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
Last night was Magical. Ran into old friends and new, and I got see one of my best friends be the Rock Star he is. Stream and follow @seanbarna for incredible music. Love you! #Friends #SeanBarna #RockAndRoll #Music #KnittingFactory #Brooklyn #Love #Laughs #Concerts (at Knitting Factory Brooklyn) https://www.instagram.com/p/CahtT9BOc2U/?utm_medium=tumblr
About Today… 2nd Day of Boston was INCREDIBLE. Got to see one of best friends in the World be the actual Rock Star that he is. Thank you @countingcrows! Please follow and Stream @seanbarna’s Music. He is Magical. #Boston #RockNRoll #CountingCrows #SeanBarna #VIP #Soundcheck #Rock #Concerts #Cissy #HangingAround #BackstagePass #Backstage #Music #Artists #Friends (at Leader Bank Pavilion) https://www.instagram.com/p/CU1Y0sat91y/?utm_medium=tumblr
Baby’s first time back on a plane… Flying First Class to see @seanbarna & @countingcrows in Boston! There may be lots of crying and alcohol… But your seat CAN be used as a flotation device! So many emotions. It just feels good to leave NYC for just a minute. #Boston #CountingCrows #Concerts #SeanBarna #IBelieveICanFly #MaskUp #Airplane #ShirleyYouCantBeSerious #DontCallMeShirley (at Delta Terminal - LaGuardia Airport) https://www.instagram.com/p/CSSg_eUJnHJ/?utm_medium=tumblr
the wait of self-doubt, M.P.P.
saw a new video today from a favorite musician — his artistic response to the world at this moment. oh, how i wish i felt inspiration from this. instead i feel further from where I've been going in my heart and brains. i feel further now than anytime since the original pains. and, as i sit here, i haven't drank in four days. i had ideas for my own response and wrote most of them down. even started recording a new record. but i'm weary from more of nothing. the weight of failure. the wait of self-doubt. the never ending proof that I am not wrong. that i do quit. that I have gone, time and time again, away from my friends. away from whatever. and now, as i contemplate finally settling in to my fate as a nothing, i yearn for at least a mountain to gaze upon. something to refresh the man in me, even if my spirit and career prospects remain untouched. i feel like i can't stay because nobody would miss me if i left. but that has always been the case with me. i'm a periphery. i'm an afterthought. fun at the time, maybe, but a great deal of not too much. i cannot blame them. my art is hollow because it falls upon deaf ears. i think about terrible things for most of the day, but without the heart to try it. i would not know bravery if i saw it. i am exhausted. i am broke. i am nowhere, nowhere, nowhere.
