I write in order to get closer to the truth.

There are certain topics that I round on slowly, that I return to again and again, like a hunter stalking his prey in quiet circles, ever decreasing.

Before I sat down to write this post I asked myself: ‘Why make music?’

This is my answer:


Music has always been a part of my life.

Spinning out and dyeing the individual threads, skimming nimble between warp and weft, bleeding constant through every moment; coloring, shaping, and guiding the very fabric of my days – I cannot recall a time when it felt anything but natural for me to make music.  An almost physical need; undeniable.  Shot thru my earliest recollections like golden veins thru marble there is sunlight, there is rain, there are words, and there is music.

To this day when I make music (or any type of art) it comes from a certain place, a certain feeling; this feeling is the reason that I do what I do.  It is the Alpha and the Omega.  It exists in that place where time surrenders, ceding it’s tyranny with infinite grace to the white-light bliss of the present moment.

Everything falls away; there is a quality of space, a kind of ecstasy, a sense of freedom.  When I am in that place all my worldly concerns, all my worries, cares, and particular pains dissolve; I am somehow lesser, yet somehow greater and more myself than I am anywhere else.  For that one shining moment, for as long as it lasts, I am in some way healed.

In the best gigs this becomes the communal experience.  The fire of the audience’s and performer’s attention marrying each other into a gloriously messy and beautiful feedback loop of energy and creation.  Making or listening to real music can be like hearing someone you love tell you something you recognise as true in a language that you cannot recall learning.  It is the kind of truth you realise in a dream but which evaporates swift upon waking; ice melting with the coming of dawn, as fragile as a butterfly’s wing.

I suspect that whatever truly happens when music is made and listened to will forever remain unexplained.  That any misguided attempts to deconstruct it’s magic will slide from it clear like water from a raven’s wing.  Some things can only be understood through the real in-the-moment flesh-to-flesh skin and bones experience of them, and even then only for the brief span that they endure.

And I am fully OK with this.  I am all good dancing in the mystery.  Because even when I am not explicitly making music I am close enough to her now that I feel the current constantly, the endless pull of an ever whispering tide.

‘Why make music?’

Why: ‘To make music’ of course.

The answer is in the question.

So, What’s your thing?…

Sometimes these posts spark discussion and that’s the way I like it.  This essay is honestly as close as I can get to the ‘Why’ behind what I do and I’m curious: what is it for you?  What is the reason you do whatever it is that you most love?

Also, if you have any thoughts about the post itself (positive, negative, random or ambivalent) I’d really love to hear them.  Don’t hold back.

Use the comments box below to add your voice to the conversation and let’s get this party started.

And Lastly…

Many good things are coming.   I am not quite at the stage where I can talk about them but it wont be long now.  The best way to make sure that you don’t miss out when the time comes is: sign up to my mailing list.  The list is evolving into… something new, and I’ll soon be sending things to subscribers that will not be available anywhere else.

You’ll get some free music when you sign up, I’ll only ever mail high-value stuff, there is zero spam, and you can unsubscribe at any time.

Have a good one, y’all.  And Thanks for reading and listening.

129 thoughts on “ The Feeling and The Sound of it… ”

  1. This is beautiful. That feeling of getting lost in something bigger than ourselves while simultaneously creating something that will (hopefully) outlive us is, I think, something we all strive for in one way or another.

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    1. I agree. I think that the search for this feeling is at the root of more human behaviour than we realise.
      Thanks for stopping by, and for taking the time to respond – I really appreciate it.
      Have a good night,
      – J


  2. Music has been a huge thing in my life – it’s shaped my ideas, philosophy and dreams – Captain Beefheart, Roy Harper, Bob Dylan, The Clash, Elvis Costello, Woody Guthrie – I could list a thousand!!!
    All the best to you!!

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  3. Wonderfully, captivatingly written. My spirit is right with you there.

    I submerged myself in music so often in life but probably never more and deeper than while writing my first book, beyond Cloudia.
    It is like an ecstasy of dancing fleas* with wings able to take me to another universe which I never fully recover from when returning.
    The words by the Austrian-British philosopher Ludwig Wittgenstein always come to my mind:
    “It’s impossible for me to say one word about all that music has meant to me in my life.
    How, then, can I hope to be understood?”
    I can’t, I won’t and it’s not important. I’ve been there and will go there again and again.

    Thank you for taking the time to read from nothingcluelesslost.com

    *Penguin Cafe Orchestra (Full Album 1981)

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    1. Thankyou very much – really glad you liked it.
      Thanks also for taking the time to respond – nice quote ;-)
      Hope your day is going well, good luck with the writing, be well,
      – J


    1. Hey there,
      Thanks for sharing this – sharing is digital currency for an independent artist such as myself and it really helps me out.
      I am really glad that you have found your thing, the best of luck with it,
      Be well,
      – J


  4. I am no singer nor a composer but music always plays an important part in my life. It lifts me up, it reaches the core of my whole being and takes me to unimaginable heights and detoxifies my soul. This is such a wonderful post!

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  5. Even though the passion we have are different, but the truth behind them is the same. What you just wrote describes what I feel in every fibre of my being, but I always failed to express it. I love your writing and only hope to be as good as you some day.

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  6. Music, music, music. For years, that and exercise were the only things that relieved my PTSD symptoms.

    You write about it so beautifully. I saw a documentary on Les Paul tonight. Clark Terry and B.B. King last week. What joy it must be to create music! So inspiring.

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    1. Thankyou very much – I am glad you liked it. That is beautiful to hear.
      It is a joy indeed, one of the greatest joys for me.
      I am really happy to hear from you, come back anytime and I hope your day is going well,
      – J


  7. Wow. How you express what you love to do is very interesting, your words vivid. The passion is seen on the words that you use. Thank you for giving a glimpse into what you love. This area of writing is all very new to me, but something that I feel lead to do. There is a peace and calmness to it.

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    1. Then I am very happy for you ;-)
      Thanks a lot for reading this, I am glad that you liked it. And thanks for taking the time to respond, it really means a lot to me.
      Hope your day is going well, feel free to hit me up anytime,
      – J

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