So this is my first blog entry ever.
I wasn’t really sure how to start it when it came up earlier today, but after the events of the day I sat down and it became very easy. A couple months ago I had some fairly breakthroughs in my life and finally got the focus I needed to really succeed. The best way to describe the feeling I have now is clarity, what I once talked about as a dream is now a very real attainable goal. Since then I have been totally immersed in either work or occasionally family matters, and not the classic 90’s sitcom starring the lovable Steve Urkel. Although my new found ambition has yielded a mass amount of productivity and progress in my career lately something has felt like it was missing (besides my social life).
I wasn’t entirely sure what that was until tonight. It was that one of a kind lasting high that I get when my inspiration is being transformed into something beautiful. And that something for me is my music.
After a long day of meetings and an long and fruitful night of working on backup harmonies with my pianist Gary “The Wrecking Ball” Recchia (which he crushed).
I glanced over at my ukulele which seemed to be calling to me, I asked Gary to hand it to me and proceeded to play hook I wrote a couple weeks ago about my little sister. The original hook was inspired by my little sister, my older sister, and I, getting lost in massive corn maze on a freezing night with nothing but 2 dim flashlights and pumpkin ice cream (which was delicious but in hindsight a terrible choice of snack based on the temperature).
From the very first chord of the song I got a feeling in my chest that felt like the rest of it was laid out like a map. I then spent the next hour writing the rest of the song on the brink of laughter or tears from the high that I can only find when writing, which is one more sign that I’m doing EXACTLY what I was born to do (or emotionally unstable, the truth is probably somewhere in between).
As things start to really pickup this year I’ve learned tonight that no matter what, its always important to take the time to kick around a new cover song I wanted to learn, work on the arrangement of something, or just play a couple chords and freestyle. The life I hope to lead isn’t going to leave much time for that, but without creativity and writing, I can’t earn the songwriter part of my description, and for the millionth time, I am not a cover artist.