Hope this isn't triggering or anything, but I've got a ton of immediately convincing reasons to never open my mouth or pick up my guitar. Is anyone's up for contributing to my list of less-than-persuasive counterarguments?
Inspired by this
recent question. These are kind
A1: There is too much fucking stuff
out there already. Not every passing thought or melody is worth puking out into the world.
CA1: If you live your life according to the rationale of ends over means, you might as well just end it, because there's no obvious or necessary point to you either. Since you insist on living day after day, may as well make a point of it. The machinations of scale can only be justified through the joys and pains of an individual life. Even committing to ends over means, you can't predict what impact you'll have on things. Maybe some small part of your music will influence something or body 'important' down the line. (It's unlikely, but not impossible; and it's hubris to imagine you can predict your value, or know what it will be in the fullness of time.) Making music feels good, which is arguably good, in itself. Maybe that's what will make a difference, somewhere.
A2: No one wants to hear a guitar anyway. Your tastes and instincts don't matter. While we're at it, neither does your generation. Younger, better people than you churn out culturally relevant material faster, more easily, and more spontaneously, because they haven't interrupted their instinctive, natural growth within their time. Freaking out about catching up is both futile and fraudulent, and a waste of what little energy you have, because if you haven't bothered until now you probably won't stick with it. Effortfully mining your early, accidental likes and dislikes is solipsistic and indulgent. Also, grow up. You're in your mid-thirties.
CA2: ?? See CA1?
A3: You're too tight-assed to be decent at it. You don't even really value music, because it doesn't fix bones or feed people. Good luck shaking that off before you're even less alienated from your culture. Maybe your kids or grandkids will be able to have fewer hang-ups, though, if you do enough therapy and marry up.
I feel like I have to open my mouth and pick up my guitar, though, because things are kind of feeling grim, lately, otherwise. Nauseating, overblown melodrama to follow: it's what I used to do, and how I used to define myself, before SSRIs and a crazy relationship and under/unemployment and being old just kind of wore at me.