So... Been going to school, have a 14 year old and a 1 year old now, still working (slipped that noose till Decemberish I think), and the cover band has been on hiatus for almost 2 months now...
On paper, and logically, everything points to continuing on with school, getting a better job so that I have money to make a reasonable life for the family, and that I really dont have time for a musical project right now.
But... I get these feelings sometimes out of the blue as if theres some imaginary guy yelling at me from a distance as I walk down the road of life, shouting, "Hey, buddy! You're going the wrong way!"
Then I have this urge to quit school, form a band, run away from everything and hit the road.
I know what the logical, ethical, and smart thing to do is, but basically it haunts me that I am, in a way, giving up music.
I dont have any free time. I need to better my financial standing in life.
Then theres the thoughts of, "Well, even if I get a degree... maybe all I will get out of it is a big ass loan to pay off. Maybe it wont change much of anything."
Last few days I have been obsessing over this picture of forming a band - I can see what it will function like, exactly how it should sound like, and I even have a band name that I woke up with in my head that wont leave me alone.
Am I just being a worry wart?
Is it just fear of change, or fear of failure as a provider?
Is it a subconcious self destruct thing?
I feel like I'm at a major cross road, and I'm being split in two.
I don't even understand part of it, because I've been at the point of not liking any sort of public life for awhile.
I haven't been that keen on bars or clubs for quite awhile.
I feel like I'm getting loco in the cabasa.
On paper, and logically, everything points to continuing on with school, getting a better job so that I have money to make a reasonable life for the family, and that I really dont have time for a musical project right now.
But... I get these feelings sometimes out of the blue as if theres some imaginary guy yelling at me from a distance as I walk down the road of life, shouting, "Hey, buddy! You're going the wrong way!"
Then I have this urge to quit school, form a band, run away from everything and hit the road.
I know what the logical, ethical, and smart thing to do is, but basically it haunts me that I am, in a way, giving up music.
I dont have any free time. I need to better my financial standing in life.
Then theres the thoughts of, "Well, even if I get a degree... maybe all I will get out of it is a big ass loan to pay off. Maybe it wont change much of anything."
Last few days I have been obsessing over this picture of forming a band - I can see what it will function like, exactly how it should sound like, and I even have a band name that I woke up with in my head that wont leave me alone.
Am I just being a worry wart?
Is it just fear of change, or fear of failure as a provider?
Is it a subconcious self destruct thing?
I feel like I'm at a major cross road, and I'm being split in two.
I don't even understand part of it, because I've been at the point of not liking any sort of public life for awhile.
I haven't been that keen on bars or clubs for quite awhile.
I feel like I'm getting loco in the cabasa.










