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Date: 30-May-10 @ 04:08 AM -
Why oh Why?
I’ve spent hours, nay maybe days, trying my best to produce music but for what purpose.
I’m sat at home with the potential to produce planning and building regulation drawings,
I’ve even got a couple on the books I need to complete. But for some bizarre reason I chose to spend my time tinkering with sounds.
Why?
The drawings guarantee a steady income and the music will never achieve anything more than the odd compliment.
Yet I still insist on spending my time tinkering – AM I INSANE?
The only conclusion I can draw is that I love making my music – I only wish I had opted to do this for a profession one way or another – I would never have made any money at it, but by the fuck you can bet your ass on it I’d have been happier than a pig in muck!
Parents always insist you shouldn’t waste your time pursuing idle dreams – A friend of mine studied architecture, became a fireman, and chased numerous other jobs before his father (a lecturer in fine art) finally admitted his son was a talented artist.
He now teaches fine art himself and sells off most of his work for obscene amounts of money.
I have two children and no matter what I think would be best for them I will insist they follow their dreams – at least this way they will never have regrets.
I only started tinkering two year ago.
At 42 I can only imagine the chances I may have had.
In the words of Tim Hardin “Hang on to your dream”
In the words of Sinatra “Regrets I’ve had a few”
In the words of NastyM “Do the Do , Everyone else can go screw”