I am Really Boring
September 18, 2003So here I am trying to keep this journal and, Jesus am I boring. I am just not exciting enough to keep a regular journal. Tom and I are working on demos for this new batch of songs that have been written over the last six months with a goal of getting them in the hands of a lot of music industry people in LA when we go out there in November.
I am discovering what a squirrel brain I have. I can't seem to focus on one task and see it through without changing gears and beginning something else. This makes recording myself a challenge. I sit down at the computer to do a drum loop for song A, then do a vocal on song B, maybe check email, build an application for the website, remember that I was supposed to get a newsletter sent out -- oh yeah, get back to that drum loop --- damn why doesn't this work?!? I better IM Tom and get some help. It's a miracle if I ever complete a song.
Meanwhile, there's the real important stuff: my boys and Catherine whom I never feel like I get enough of. I can't seem to keep myself from being the spinner of a thousand plates. But when I switching between one of the hundreds of tasks I set for myself, I miss them intensely. I can't imagine being away from them for months at a time like some folks do who tour a lot. I think I would just wind down into a tangled, drooping mess without them.
The older I get the more I realize that life is what you make it. I used to feel like I was at the hands of some larger force beyond my control, that I was powerless to shape my own destiny. Now I know I am exactly where I am supposed to be. All the little decisions I made guided me to this point in time. That feels good.
Faster Than the Speed of Documentation
Catching Up: How Many Plates Can I Spin?
Review of Eddie's Attic Show on March 30th
Dylan Turns Six and Eddie's is Still the Place to Be
Charles Brings his Guitar and Plays Mine
Beyond Pat-Boone-Debbie-Boone: Gerry Hanson Rocks
Eatting, Writing, Living Large
A Trip to Wayne Henderson's Shop
Funny Blogs and Conversation Ticks
Infinite Possibilities at Checkout
Recording the New Screen Door Album
Dylan Makes Five and Becomes a Knight
Easter Bunny, Bacteria and Other Random Thoughts
Turning the Odometer on my Universe
Old Friends and Being an Artist
Dark Side of the Moon in Decatur
Zen and the Art of Guitar Playing