One of the many passions in my life is the making, playing, composing and singing of music. I have always done this since I was just a kid playing on what ever instrument was laying around.
I used to be adept at just doodling with tunes and the ability to make a song up from my heart was really easy. This was before I ‘became’ a devotee, that is.
I have recently set up a studio in my granny flat – multi track digital recorder, new guitars, synthesizer, really good mics, and my array of acoustic and devotional instruments. This flat is away from the house by around 70 metres so I am able to play as loud and whenever the fancy strikes me.
Sounds like an ideal set up, huh?
Thing is, I seem to have lost the ability to just play my own music! All I ever play is devotional songs and that darned Hare Krsna stuff!
I mean it. I do have fun playing these sweet songs and melodies but I wish I could regain my knack of original music making.
This leads me to wonder how my “original” thoughts have been altered to reflect this infection of devotional life I have lived.
Am I a Zombie?