It kind of took me up. I’ve never been good at drawing and so in high school thought I could not be a visual artist. I took an art class at Berkeley just for fun. I was an English major. I had a lot of trouble with the drawing part. I was drawing a nude modell, frustratingly pushing down hard on the charcoal. My teacher came up behind me and said, "Loosen up." That made me all the more tight. She started throwing coffee on my drawing and it made me so angry that I just started wildly swinging around my charcoal. And the model magically appeared. Out of my right brain where we see images. Our left brain awkwardly tries to measure and use symbolic strategies. The right brain just sees things.
Beginners in poetry try to tell people things, like philosophers. It’s when you learn to paint a picture in images without any philosophical (left brain is logic) underpinnings that the right brain’s brilliance comes out.
I am sure it is the same in music. Mozart, probably the most prolific artist year for year of output (Haydn is up there) was probably just able to let his right brain flow and bounce back and forth with his left brain. A very difficult thing to do, but artists must learn. I write a poem or paint a picture trying to stay in my unconscious and then later mold it with my conscious mind. It’s a very difficult balance. And why great artists are owed our admiration.
I do envy you for being in a band. I bet the other players help to generate your creativity.

