2016 has seen more than its fair share of artists who have fallen victim to mental illness and depression, particularly within the hip-hop community...
My theory is that this erratic behavior is a direct result of the dissatisfaction of our basic human needs, whether biologically, physiologically, safety, belonging, esteem, self-actualization/self awareness etc.
As conscious, sentient beings, we have the tendency to be plagued with the task of making sense of the world as it exists today. These questions often manifest themselves into various forms of creativity; When our basic needs are not satisfied in life, we may respond by choosing to escape reality by seeking sanction in an alternative world whether by sleeping, indulging in drugs and alcohol, or by more productive means such as art (which in my opinion, is why artists frequently utilize all of the aforementioned coping mechanisms, rather than constraining ourselves to strictly art, if it no longer suffices). Although all of these alternatives may have very real (and sometimes, permanent) effects including (but not limited to) instant gratification, (thus satisfying the need of belonging, and esteem) all are also implemented by artificial means, and most importantly, all are temporary.
Although at one time, I had different reasons, I now make art for three intended purposes, in no particular order: 1. To document my state of mind as I learn and grow. 2. To relieve myself of sentiments I deem unhealthy or unpleasant, (e.g. anger, despair, etc.) 3. To escape the chaos of the world in which we live today. Anything else is merely secondary or irrelevant.
The latter is why I am reluctant to discuss current events. Not because I'm apathetic or oblivious, but because I am fully aware of the state that the world is in. As the task of making the world a better place becomes increasingly difficult (and seemingly impossible) via music, or other means, I have become more successful in occupying my time by escaping it. Sleep just so happens to be my "drug" of choice.
"Comatoast" is my artistic representation of the alienation and frustration harbored within as a direct result of my attempt to escape and/or suppress the phenomenon that we commonly refer to as "reality".
This is what it's like to have the fire in your belly suffocated until your overbearing ambition compromises your values in order to satisfy your basic human needs...
My theory is that this erratic behavior is a direct result of the dissatisfaction of our basic human needs, whether biologically, physiologically, safety, belonging, esteem, self-actualization/self awareness etc.
As conscious, sentient beings, we have the tendency to be plagued with the task of making sense of the world as it exists today. These questions often manifest themselves into various forms of creativity; When our basic needs are not satisfied in life, we may respond by choosing to escape reality by seeking sanction in an alternative world whether by sleeping, indulging in drugs and alcohol, or by more productive means such as art (which in my opinion, is why artists frequently utilize all of the aforementioned coping mechanisms, rather than constraining ourselves to strictly art, if it no longer suffices). Although all of these alternatives may have very real (and sometimes, permanent) effects including (but not limited to) instant gratification, (thus satisfying the need of belonging, and esteem) all are also implemented by artificial means, and most importantly, all are temporary.
Although at one time, I had different reasons, I now make art for three intended purposes, in no particular order: 1. To document my state of mind as I learn and grow. 2. To relieve myself of sentiments I deem unhealthy or unpleasant, (e.g. anger, despair, etc.) 3. To escape the chaos of the world in which we live today. Anything else is merely secondary or irrelevant.
The latter is why I am reluctant to discuss current events. Not because I'm apathetic or oblivious, but because I am fully aware of the state that the world is in. As the task of making the world a better place becomes increasingly difficult (and seemingly impossible) via music, or other means, I have become more successful in occupying my time by escaping it. Sleep just so happens to be my "drug" of choice.
"Comatoast" is my artistic representation of the alienation and frustration harbored within as a direct result of my attempt to escape and/or suppress the phenomenon that we commonly refer to as "reality".
This is what it's like to have the fire in your belly suffocated until your overbearing ambition compromises your values in order to satisfy your basic human needs...
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