Medicated polka dots with a lemon twist
So my band kinda broke up around mid-August. The guitarist got married and he had to stop jamming so it sort of became his little solo project. He kept the name and songs and has written a few more. He's been pimping it out on Myspace lately and the music has been getting a lot of attention. He e-mailed me the other night saying he was about to move into the city I live in (which is the city he works in) and asked if I was interested in get together sometime and start jamming out some of the songs again. He went on to explain the music has been getting airplay on some college stations and some unheard of indie labels are getting in touch with him.
But next year I'm supposed to be entering the Music Technology over at WSU. It's big step for me since I've been putting off the music thing for several years and finally decided to drop this computer bullshit and just go for it. I've been trying to get a certified, experienced piano teacher to help me polish up my technique and help me learn a few songs for the audition in March. It's education and two years in I get put into a mandatory internship as part of the program that, I was told, almost always results in an actual job for the student. An actual job means decent money. None of this barback shit making $150/week. SALARY. The thought of it blows my mind.
On top of that, I've been writing and recording my own music for the past few months and am fairly content with it as an artistic and expressive outlet. It seems foolish to me to sort of brush all this aside to make time for something that is definately not a sure thing, something where I get a fairly minimal amount of artistic input, something that has been historically tumultuous; hell, the first song I wrote after the band stopped getting together was about the band falling apart.
But maybe I'll try anyways. I'm crazy like that.
But next year I'm supposed to be entering the Music Technology over at WSU. It's big step for me since I've been putting off the music thing for several years and finally decided to drop this computer bullshit and just go for it. I've been trying to get a certified, experienced piano teacher to help me polish up my technique and help me learn a few songs for the audition in March. It's education and two years in I get put into a mandatory internship as part of the program that, I was told, almost always results in an actual job for the student. An actual job means decent money. None of this barback shit making $150/week. SALARY. The thought of it blows my mind.
On top of that, I've been writing and recording my own music for the past few months and am fairly content with it as an artistic and expressive outlet. It seems foolish to me to sort of brush all this aside to make time for something that is definately not a sure thing, something where I get a fairly minimal amount of artistic input, something that has been historically tumultuous; hell, the first song I wrote after the band stopped getting together was about the band falling apart.
But maybe I'll try anyways. I'm crazy like that.