This morning started off differently then many of my other mornings. Mainly because I had to race three buses across two towns in N effort to make sure I got on the least full one. That plan did not work and as I sit here typing this I'm being serenaded by the sound of early morning businesses calls, and music from other people's head phones.
My boss has been in town this week, it's his monthly visit from Chicago, and its also the first time I've joined him for dinner. He introduced me to two things last night, one was a fantastic German beer hall, and the second was a writer from Inked Magazine. The night quickly evolved from talking about computer programs and the evolution of the internet, to how awesome the the fireside was before the renovation, and how Chuck Regan is a really great dude to talk to, and how I'm scared to talk to Matt Skiba.
It was only on my way home that I realized, I really miss being involved in music, in some way shape or form, let it be interviewing musicians, or playing, I genuinely miss doing it. That being said, I've decided that this year I'm going to do something about it; I'm going to records and album.
If got more then enough songs, completed, and have enough friends that I could easily get backing musicians if I needed them, and I know people with studios where I can record for free. This will be good for me, and will get me back to doing something I love.
Very happy in spite of the bus situation.
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