What makes me want to sign in at 3.30am? To write my first blog post since Christmas Day. I am not sure. But, something changed today and I can't figure what. (rolls cigarette) Regardless, I assume its a positive thing. Anything that sparks you into life can't be a bad thing right! I guess the rest of the time, situations can just batter the life out of you.
It is strange I have these feelings today, because I have just realised it is three years exactly to the day (March 11th 2006) that I booked my first full gig line-up - my first gig at Kolor Bar. Nice Peter, The Redwings, Tin Gods and Whiskycats. Happy memories indeed. (I'd worked 'on' lineups before but never my 'own' work and never to my full satisfaction)
That one night changed everything for me. It threw me head long down an unlit gravel path and I haven't stopped moving (running, crawling, writhing) ever since. It has been a heap of fun and thats an understatement, yet I now feel even more wound up by the whole 'procession' of it all. I know what I have 'acheived' won't last in anyones memory apart from my own. But, the people I help and their future development is what really matters. And that is why I muddle on.
I assume some people view me as being awkward, argumentative with a chip on my shoulder. I see it too. But, then again it is largely because people disappoint me. My expectations of people are so high they will rarely stack up against them. And I guess people see that and acknowledge it and in turn... that leads to resentment. We need friction to make wheels turn though.
Watching musicians struggle away working on projects and ideas which are most likely doomed to stagnate and fail - due to a whole catalogue of reasons - is a heartbreaking thing. Being honest with them is even harder. Time moves so fast, chances are so few and hope only hides that fiend - desperation.
But, the year is going swell regardless. Nice Peter is being paid big bucks to write songs for Miller Beer and Ivan Campo have been confirmed for the Secret Garden Party Festival. Small appertisers for what is to come hopefully - but still rather tasty.
Anyway, tonight, I have a gig. It isn't labelled as an anniversary. But, as I stand on the door, I will still feel the same buzz I felt three years ago.
I am sure of it. (rolls cigarette)
"Only a life lived for others, is a life worth living". Einstein
It is strange I have these feelings today, because I have just realised it is three years exactly to the day (March 11th 2006) that I booked my first full gig line-up - my first gig at Kolor Bar. Nice Peter, The Redwings, Tin Gods and Whiskycats. Happy memories indeed. (I'd worked 'on' lineups before but never my 'own' work and never to my full satisfaction)
That one night changed everything for me. It threw me head long down an unlit gravel path and I haven't stopped moving (running, crawling, writhing) ever since. It has been a heap of fun and thats an understatement, yet I now feel even more wound up by the whole 'procession' of it all. I know what I have 'acheived' won't last in anyones memory apart from my own. But, the people I help and their future development is what really matters. And that is why I muddle on.
I assume some people view me as being awkward, argumentative with a chip on my shoulder. I see it too. But, then again it is largely because people disappoint me. My expectations of people are so high they will rarely stack up against them. And I guess people see that and acknowledge it and in turn... that leads to resentment. We need friction to make wheels turn though.
Watching musicians struggle away working on projects and ideas which are most likely doomed to stagnate and fail - due to a whole catalogue of reasons - is a heartbreaking thing. Being honest with them is even harder. Time moves so fast, chances are so few and hope only hides that fiend - desperation.
But, the year is going swell regardless. Nice Peter is being paid big bucks to write songs for Miller Beer and Ivan Campo have been confirmed for the Secret Garden Party Festival. Small appertisers for what is to come hopefully - but still rather tasty.
Anyway, tonight, I have a gig. It isn't labelled as an anniversary. But, as I stand on the door, I will still feel the same buzz I felt three years ago.
I am sure of it. (rolls cigarette)
"Only a life lived for others, is a life worth living". Einstein
'The Cuckoo & The Stolen Heart'
- The Brute Chorus -
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