Dave Crosby -- In My Craft, or Sudden Art Video

Another original song by Dave Crosby -- images by ChapGPT, music by Suno This is a music creation about the creation of art--only to be read and enjoyed by high IQ individuals who have actually created art themselves--who know what it feels like to fall asleep with a tortured, half-written page, then somehow wake up and gaze upon that page, a painting, or a script that moved into a different realm. You supped with gods only sketchily seen but eternally to be remembered. Your blood flows through quickened veins as you look at the familiar creation before you, and you wonder if the Muse will ever come again. "I drank from moons of raging wine. Ran laughing with the death heron, saw crimson river split the dark and stars being born behind my eyes. The branches of my ancient mind caught fire without a single flame. And every spark that struck my brain made something young and living way. I sucked and reeled in parlance with gods only the sketchily seen. Yet somehow known forever like faces from a forgotten dream. They spoke in thunder breath and color in syllables older than the sun. And every word became another until the night and I were one."