It’s been a while since I wrote a normal blog. No pictures this time so those of you with A.D.D. can sign off now.
Anyway I’m sitting here at 11:30 at night and thinking of tomorrow. Besides work, packing and the normal everyday routine, tomorrow will bring the end of an era of sorts. Tomorrow will be the last show I’ll play in New Jersey with my band (Leeds Kin). I’m looking forward to it because I’ll see a lot of friends, some family and maybe even meet some new people. In another way I’m not looking forward to it because I’ll be signing off. I must depart my brothers from this venture of ours. Guy, Shawn and I have been playing in bands together since late 1999, a little over 5 years now.
We started out doing cover music and getting to know each other. I met them at a time when I really needed music in my life, I needed something to save me. I was at some very low points and I was wishing for something to come along and take all of my worries away and just find something I could put my heart into. Music saved me in many ways. Playing music with these guys has been fun, inspiring, crazy, unforgettable, a whole lot of emotions in between.
I’m proud of what we have accomplished as Leeds Kin. I’m proud of the direction we had been going in as far as our music. I’ll tell you right now my intentions have never been to become a rock star. Writing music and performing it in a band is something that has really helped me get through a lot of shit in my life. It’s given me hope and satisfaction. I’m not really sure how many people will remember us, probably not as many as those who will forget us, but I’m content with knowing what we’ve done. We played things our way. We didn’t sit around worrying about our appearances or trying to edit our songs down to a radio friendly three and a half minutes. We didn’t pick a music style and try to jump on the latest bandwagon. We just worked our music out between the four of us, no matter who originally wrote the song and we turned it into something we could call our own and be proud of.
I don’t know where to go next with my music. I don’t know if I should just sit at home and strum my acoustic guitar to myself and just leave behind what I had here as my final stand. I like writing songs though, no matter what type of music it is…I just try to find things to write about that are out of the ordinary or things that are so emotional I can turn it into some kind of sound where you can somehow hear the feeling. It’s not easy, but when it happens it leaves me with a feeling and I wonder if other people feel that way when they create something too? There’s an artist in me somewhere and although it’s not always awake, when it does awaken, I try to take advantage of it.
It nears midnite now. Time to rest. Tomorrow will be my last sane Friday in Jersey. I’m going to take advantage of it. I’m gonna slack off and have a day I haven’t had in a while. I have a stupid tradition of going to get pizza before my band plays…I’ve never told anyone that before and it sounds really silly to tell people this. Haha. But yeah, I do that on my own. I’m weird like that. Who knows maybe this whole experience will give me some inspiration for some new songs…you never know where inspiration will come from.
Ahh well enough of my thinking and ranting, Friday is here, the day has come.
PS – I have a week left in NJ, so this means I’ll be posting a daily blog of my last week in NJ, so get ready for that shit!!!
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