I find that my diary is a good place to have bad ideas. I tell my diary everything I shouldn’t tell anybody else, especially everyone on social media. We are in a shitty time in which you can’t really go out on any intellectual limbs publicly, or people — even your so-called friends! — will throw rocks at you or try to saw off the branch. Harsh, but true.
In regards to music, I wonder if there are projects are out there in storage that have never been released. Sound experiments allowed air to breathe, but not released into the world. Maybe Damian Cowell has secretly recorded a shoe-gazer album? Or Nick Cave is sitting on a swath of political anthems?