Careful What you Wish For?
I have Buckdancer rehearsal this week. I have the continuing job of getting these Daphne Falls bass, drums, and synth tracks ready for live. (There’s not really a timeline on that yet.) Two private party DJ sets coming up. I want to get back to writing because I hardly wrote anything last month. And I’ve got a solo set later this month.
More than anything, my job is to get organized and stay on schedule.
The good news is that I’m way ahead on all this stuff, and I want to do it all really well.
I could go out and do a DJ set this weekend, no problem. But it’d be much better if I practiced for an hour a day leading up to it.
I could phone in the solo set at the end of the month, but I’m out of practice. If I learn and practice a bunch of new cover songs, people will enjoy it more. And then those songs go into the bank. They’ll show up later, sometimes subconsciously, and they’ll probably lead to more songs and bookings.
If I prepare for Buckdancer rehearsal, everything goes smoother.
If I stay ahead on the Daphne Falls tracks, those gigs won’t be stressful.
If I use my 6–7 a.m. time to write, I’ll feel good and I’ll have new songs, which I don’t have many of right now. Some of those ideas might become production music, too, which hasn’t seen much action in the past month.
It’s all connected in the same way trees talk to each other underground, all this stuff serves the other stuff.
If I want music to become a bigger part of my life—and maybe my financial life—the best thing I can do is stay organized. I know I can do that. It’s a good time to build some systems for all of this stuff getting actually done. Summer is busy, but fall will be even busier.
And like I’ve said before, sometimes I wish I was the kind of person who just wanted to sit around and watch Netflix. That’s not really the case.
At the same time, I don’t want to convince myself that music has to make money in order to justify doing it. I get obsessive. That’s how I make myself crazy.
At the end of the day, if I organize myself, I minimize the possibility of undue stress. I think music was supposed to be the stress relief in the first place. That's how I sell it to myself anyway.
And there was really only one thing I’ve ever wanted to do.
Music. Careful what you wish for?