Just some old pics that I’ve dragged out from the hard drive before I wipe it …
Musicians, black and white … don’t ever forget folks that even when your dead center on stage you can still be completely alone. I’m not saying that’s what these pics say … I’m just saying it’s the truth.
I use to sing, I use to sing all the time, dead center … bright lights, and the pressure that pushes back at you from the crowd. Random noises, people coughing, laughing, clapping … the feel of the stage beneath your feet. Treating it like the surface of a boat on rough seas. Can you stand and hold up your song beneath all that? You better, the crowd might have vegetables to throw … I kinda always wished that would happen haha!!
I miss the stage, I miss the nervousness of getting ready and the coming down after the battle is over; happy and pissed cause it’s never perfect is it? At least it never was for me …
I don’t miss the ego, or people caring more about how they look than how they sound. I don’t miss mediocrity, and putting up with stupidity. I don’t miss people with no imagination and little musical ability … oh and kids from music schools who think they know it all with their technical words. Fuck off.
I can sing just as well in my living room as I can on a stage. I don’t need the love of a crowd to make a little music, but I miss the sharing and I miss the feeling of accomplishment. But I made my choice a long time ago, and I don’t regret it. I’ve got other things I have to do. I’m content to watch … I’m happy to listen.
Besides I get asked to sing every once in awhile … I’m not dead yet after all 
hummmmm I love a good tune. Especially when you can sing it with your whole body, then you’re making magic!! Maybe one day I’ll make some peace with my questionable musical past 
But probably not …
2 Comments
July 10, 2009 at 3:41 am
<3 sing for your soul anywhere
July 10, 2009 at 5:17 am