I'm usually somewhat plastered with musical ideas. Especially when laying down for the sleepy sleepy. Or driving. Or doing a something something not musical, reading a magazine on a toilet, insert something else here, should you want to. I feel the tension (not the toilet, mind you), the melodic movement, the progression of a melody, a little story here and there, a little phrasal repetition here and there, little gnarly thingies you wouldn't expect but sound like they should be there (at least for me!).
Until I sit down at the keyboard. A vastness of empty and Ugh. Just noticed that I'm used to 'improvising' in a very wrong way - instead of the forward movement of the melody, I start thinking in progressions and scales, which INSTANTLY removes me from that free-flowing zone of fluffy and nice (you know the feeling, when you know where you want to go inside your head) and makes me somewhat a cogwheel pressing buttons, mechanical and cold.
I'm so LOST at how to approach this. How do I say 'screw the keys, let's play'? How do I not become a tool as soon as I turn the keyboard on?
Pretty please.....?
oh, forgot to add - I find it easy to change and permutate and rip apart ideas from various artists, until - you guessed it - I'm at the keyboard. A rut's my place then.