August 8, 2008 .... Laid off after what seemed like a hundred years of thankless work in the graphics field. Well, now what the hell do I do? Therapy? Another thankless job? Should I return to my passion?
I really had no choice, I was feeling so much ... so many conflicting emotions I picked up the guitar and started writing again and came up with a few songs, some of which are now on this EP. Through the fortunate encouragement of close friends and musicians - (I think I struck a chord) - I listened to them when they said "Do this, you need to be heard and we will help you". I reached a point where I could not write what was flowing through me fast enough. 10 songs, 20 songs ... why can't I stop? Then it hit me. THIS is what I am supposed to do. I denied myself all this time, played by the rules and got kicked to the curb. Well, not anymore. If this is my gift I have only one option now, be true to it. Give it life and let it go.
I will not call myself an artist ... that moniker belongs to the likes of De Vinci, Van Gogh, Mozart etc. I was/am merely an observer of life. At long last I feel as if I can now participate. You were right Mr. Hemingway, we are all indeed "a little stronger in the broken places". ~ John Quint