I was thinking today about how we let perfectionism stop us from
doing things, 'cos we're waiting until things are in a state that we can
be proud of and we make something that can follow us around a long
time. But then I looked at bands like The Mavis's - and they post photos
of themselves from the nineties, like, oh my god, look at us, we were
babies, look at our strange haircuts and clothes, and they went through
many eras but they didn't let it stop them, that, you know, in 20 years
time they were going to look back and go isn't that weird. They just
went through with it anyway. Carried by the fever.
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