For those that know the significance of this date, your are a true friend. Not a fan, fanatic, passerby but a true friend. This date also marks the end of music as I see it as well. For, that’s when my professor, teacher, music instructor and the end of music happened, from a certain point of view. This is certainly from my perspective but one I can imagine has been talked about for a while.
This date also is significant because it started my journey in truly trying to recognize who I am as a person. I’m not famous, infamous, or have huge amounts of followers on my social networks, which I’m seldom on. It’s a journey in rediscovering what I’ve accomplished…musically.
Yes, nothing at all. It’s a brutal and honest answer. One gigantic self-evaluation of myself who should be further in this fleeting dream. But it’s a dream I keep chasing. Why should I?
I don’t have millions of social followers. I don’t have the influencer spotlight on me and choose not to have this. Yet, it’s a necessary evil in this ever changing social media world. But it doesn’t make you the musician, artist, or person whom you truly are. It’s a facade to garner attention. A short cut and during my self-evaluation that’s exactly what I was doing. Cheating myself from putting in the work by taken the short cuts. It truly wasn’t a road less traveled but the one that is filled with short cutters. I am one of them and it has placed me so far behind that time is not on my side.
How do I fix this. By revisiting why I wanted to become a musician in the first place. And the aforementioned date in my title was when it began. You see, music died for me on that day. That day was my wake up call to become the musician whom I aspired to be and the great teacher/professor gave me every lesson to do so. I failed that course because I took so many short cuts that the cheat sheets were looking at me cockeyed. I cheated myself out of being, potentially, the next generation of artists to be the heir successor to the throne. So now in order for me to right that ship I had to be truthful with myself….trust me it’s an everyday struggle but I have a great core group to keep me grounded and humbled. Something inherently missing from today’s spoiled brat bunch of artists/musician/actors we currently have. Now, this is a generalization because we have a whole bunch of creative individuals whom are down to earth.
So, now I find myself starting back at one. Starting back by doing my homework, taking the longer road and the road less traveled. No more procrastinating, no more excuses, no more whining. Just plain work and hustle with a lot of work ethics. It’s music and shouldn’t be difficult to start but finding excuses not to do it, is just that…an excuse.
I’m sorry my teacher/professor/friend. I let you down in death. Let’s see if I can make it up to you during my life.