I made myself an ultimatum on this blog about a month ago… have a song up here, recorded by the end of August, or shut up about being a musician.
I’m not going to have a new recorded song up here this month, and I’m not going to shut up about being a musician.
Why? Because I don’t have to prove anything to anyone but myself. I graduated from Berklee College of Music, so I have a solid musical background, and I practice music almost every day. I legitimately am a musician, but it’s not who I am as a person.
So as far as recording songs go, I’ll get to it when I am ready. I have already recorded an original song, back in February of 2006, cheesey as it was. I don’t need to push myself to some stress-addled crazy-making point. There’s a lot going on with me. I need to be systematic about it.
Am I ever going to be a rockstar? Probably not. And I’m okay with that. It doesn’t change the fact that I am a songwriter.
I’ve got to give myself small, achievable goals that I can pursue in a regular fashion, just like I do with practicing.
I mean, I sing, I play piano, I play guitar, I play drums and percussion, and I write. And I expect myself to put everything together on a computer completely alone. That’s a daunting task – and too often, I let it become overwhelming to me.
Making music is supposed to be fun. So when it’s not fun, or at the very least challenging in a good way, I don’t do it.
Will I ever have an album? Maybe. Am I gonna be hyping it on here? Not until it’s close to finished. Will you hear tracks along the way? You bet your ass.
Right now, my life is all about getting prepared to start a family, fostering kittens, playing with my dog, and doing web and graphic design for family and friends, all while managing MS and a seizure disorder. Music is part of it, just not the most important part.
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Omg i seen where u was n bham stil there i would love for us to go eat go to golden temple its us promise and if u go joth more i would love ro volunteer tell me about it sound like i could feel not so useless i miss my job i love my kids but my bubble world is safe freak free and clean but i wouldblike a like good luck go rae rae…
Amy, I didn’t know you lived in Bham! I’m here through tomorrow, and my parents live out near the Summit. If you want to get lunch at Golden Temple tomorrow, we might could swing that. And besides, whether we meet up or not, you totally are a good luck charm. ❤