After listening to that Langhorne Slim song over & over again, it made me think about how heartbreak, loss, sadness, depression - can lead to some of the greatest works of art. If you look at so many of the greatest writers, painters, musicians of our time - there tends to be a common thread related to that kind of pain.
I'm of course not saying that happy people haven't produced anything great! I just think it's an interesting thing to think about. Kind of the balance of good & bad, happiness & heartbreak, gain & loss, love & hate -- just makes you wonder if one could truly exist without the other.
If you've ever read "Diary" by Chuck Palahniuk (the author of "Fight Club", "Choke", etc) he touches on some of this in his book. Well, in a super dark twisted way - but similar ideas are still there. It's worth a read if you haven't picked it up yet, especially for people with creative backgrounds.
I guess there always has to be some kind of balance with all things - and each inspires creativity in it's own way.
Whoa - that was a super deep post, right there! Well, at least for me. ;)