The first time something significant happens and you learn that your life is not going to turn out the way you imagined, it is a rather tragic experience. It’s traumatic to learn that your life isn’t going to look the way you thought it would look. But then after a while, another shift happens, and then another, and then each time you are informed from your own life that your life isn’t what you thought it was going to be like, it gets less tragic and more manageable. And then, sometimes, it’s not just manageable, but exciting.
This has begun to hit me the most when I recently surveyed my current existence and realized that besides a few dear friends and my family members, the only things currently in my life that were in my life two years ago is my car, and maybe a few shirts. The people I see day in and day out are people whose names I never knew, faces I’d never seen. The places we hang out are places I’d never heard of in a city I had never been to.
Since this blog is already looking like a true journal entry, I’ll just run with it. Here’s a run down of recent happenings.
Spaceland has been kind enough to feature Rocco DeLuca (who was kind enough to play with Daniel Lanois) this month in a Monday night residency, so I’ve been feeding my soul with some really awesome live music, because good live music is like magic and medicine and oxygen all at the same time, among other things. I think that makes it supplementary, complimentary, and necessary, all in one swing.
Digg that.
I moved to Burbank, and I can see mountains from my window. So that’s pretty cool.
I never thought I’d get into composing, but I’ve done a little scoring here and there in the last 4 months or so. With the help of Andy, did the music for this, and with the help of Daley, did a couple different pieces for The Frederick Douglass Family Foundation project, for this work-in-progress short on modern day slavery. I’ll share the finished project when it becomes available.
