Freitag, 20. April 2012

Big Bad Busy Gangsta Musician

This is very weird. I made some space to see my family the upcoming month, which meant I had to talk to docents and postpone some lessons and projects. For some people it might be normal to walk around and say: "Oh yea, I got so many fat projects, yea I've got so much to do, I'm a big bad busy musician". To me it feels incredibly strange. I feel like an arrogant self-important prick, when I explain to others why I'm soooooo busy.

I actually do work a lot, but it's my passion so I try not to complain too much, because I know what an amazing deal I've got. This is the first time though, that I actually had the balls to MAKE room.

Each Friday I get a dose of music history from Thomas Peters, so from time to time I come home and rush to the piano to try out an idea or a chord progression I heard. Somehow though, today my head is empty and a very strange atmosphere is in the air. I can't put my finger on it... maybe I just need a good night's sleep.

I keep reading "A Dance With Dragons" by R.R. G. Martin ... it's got a grip on me but it's not the best book to hype your mood... in the last chapter he explained rather vividly how a man gets burned alive and the flames first engulf his legs, then his testicles and afterwards his torso. Just the thought you need, right before falling asleep: "Hey, how would it feel to be burned alive, balls first?"


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