What a cool thread. Keep em coming everyone. Me -musician. Life long pretty much, pursued it pretty hard core from 11 to 25, took a couple years off from the hard core to put the shattered fragment of my entire being back together. Lol. Got lured back in by a management firm who set up me and some old buds up with 14 label showcases, so at that point it was in it for the money (late 90s when you could still make money from actually selling albums ),manager flips out disappears, no showcases, old pal, now millionaire from, well shouldn't say, plays golf with other millionaires, one is a lawyer in the biz, handled stuff for Madonna, gnr, m Jackson, etc. Well our crazy old buddy (you really wouldn't believe it if you knew this guy )gets me on the phone with this lawyer, he's into it but says we need to cut a new disc and tour to move 10k units first, then he said guarantee. Lucky break, since we are 100 backed up with $,for everything thanks to illicit millionaire, lunatic bud. But we're all pushing 30, been jerked around. Great singer but jaded bastard,says fuck that, I'm out. No more shit tours, vans, and, etc (on the one hand, I understand, yet with the other hand, I contemplate choking him). Dude was not replaceable. I walk away with wife number 2,decide to make acoustic guitar cds, that turns into just random home recording. Get "real job".and over the course of a decade decent into career, more kids,cancer, stress, divorce, and all kinds of bad stuff. Always thinking of music never playing, get to a real dark place where I have nothing, no family, no desire to touch an instrument (that was very weird ),and then it all begins to turn around, reconcile. Wife2 is a musician too, wants to sing again, so I start to play for her so we can go out and audition for bands, so she can sing,I'm still not that into playing, wtf,I think, who am I? Then I get sick, leave work, after a month or so decide to play. Then it comes back, the desire,the love the connection, the spaces between the notes where I resonate, where I live, experience the Devine. Slowly at first, then all the sudden like a fucking freight train.form own band write all night and burn up the frets. Everyone is happy. Great times, got a lot of material. Amazing. Then almost a month ago wife2 boots me out. Well, cause she's got some issues. But you know what? I am good. I live in a hotel room at the moment, but it's cool, I have my guits,recording gear, keys, and I have been online working like a mofo to get lynched with some publishing, licencing deals. But am just submitting older things right now. I may make a fake yt channel and rencode my stuff so I can share it here. Still have a mess to deal with back home but you know. It's everytime man.music. I can't imagine what my life would have been like otherwise.
All varieties by the way, but I suppose my natural tendencies drift towards rock, cause I have an aggressive sort of style just engraved within, however I love all kinds of music. All. As long as it's good. Anything you can think of, I bet I love it although right now I'm not listening to anything, cause sometimes that's just part of my writing, and arranging process.
I knew from age 7 that I wanted to be a famous guitar player. .lol but like I said didn't really start until 11.so before then I could draw pretty well but that vanished, so that's the one talent I have..music. oh and I suppose making kids 4. And making pretty girls very angry. ;-)
I don't know how I do it, just comes naturally.
Peace
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iamgroot:
replied you already
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Diz-E:
@ I am Groot--I emailed ya bro, Diz-E
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SeaDonkey:
@LatsDoodis by tonight I meant like 16 hours from now, so you still have a chance!
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LatsDoodis:
@SeaDonkey ooh, I just got home, too, but Iit was raining here all of a sudden! How was it?
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xenxra:
what the fudge
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hiTillidie:
Just yankin your lobe jason...once paid you should have privleges.