Low Symphony


I've had it on and off all my life, and I still don't know exactly what it is. Here's a few possibilities:

  • Feeling unhappy for no apparent reason
  • Being drained of willpower, so even the simplest of tasks feel impossible
  • Anger without enthusiasm
  • Being lonely, but hating people
  • Like having a bad headcold, but with only the non-physical symptoms
  • Actually, literally having an infection, but without obvious bodily symptoms
  • The entirely appropriate reaction to seeing your own situation clearly
  • An overreaction to your own situation
  • A hormonal imbalance, for unknown reasons
  • The emotion pattern set by an unhappy childhood, continued into adulthood
  • Something to do with grey skies and low light levels
  • The psychological aspect of high cholesterol, high blood sugar, high blood pressure etc.
  • The way most people have always felt throughout history, recently reclassified as a problem

Joan Baez said "Action is the antidote to despair". Which may be just another way of saying "Brooding just makes it worse, so find ways to distract yourself".

My preferred distraction is trying to make music. What I've actually spent the last month making are preparations for making music. I'm very good at preparing, just not much good at doing.

A new laptop, a whole load of configurations to optimise it for recording and composing, a pristine software studio tweaked until it's just how I like it, three self-synthesised drumkits and a virtual synth.

Oh, and a little program to make lyrics in a fictional language, because there's nothing I particularly want to write songs about.

A blend of prevarication and preparation: "Pervariation".

FAWM (February Album Writing Month) starts tomorrow. The challenge is to write 14 songs in 28 days. I have the Concept part of Concept Album sort-of worked out - now there's just the little matter of figuring out how to do the other part...by doing it.

1 comment:

  1. As someone who also suffers from periodic depression, I can relate to most of your reasons. I suspect my current bout was triggered by the fact that I'm a reasonable intelligent caring human being who's trapped with a bunch of non-thinking apes whose souls are completely devoid of anything resembling compassion or humour. In other words, fundamentalist Christians. (Not that I'm bitter or anything.)