Passion, effort and commitment.
I hate how sometimes when you go through your day.. you go through a rollercoaster of emotions then feel happy at the end of it all.
January, 2013. (photo (C) 2012 Ed Lovelace)
I’m working on a lot of things, it’s been a while, I apologize. I’ve had some really amazing things happen and some really terrible things in the last couple months. I’m definitely on a new page, and I have to start there. So, I’m going to make a record by myself, hopefully sometime this year. I’ve just started to work on these songs now, as well as new Gaslight Anthem songs for our next record.
I’ve learned there’s too much to be done and not a lot of time to do it in. Things can change overnight. So I’m going to do my best to get as much music out there as I can while I’m young enough and fortunate enough to have people listening.
There’s no termoil or anything with Gaslight, we’re going to be writing too, but I’m sure we’re gonna need a breather after this year of touring before we go in to make our next record. So since I can’t sit still, I’m gonna make another record. It’s what happens when you don’t do drugs, you end up with a lot of down time. So I fill that time with songs now.
Here’s to looking forward to what comes out.
See you guys soon.
I don’t love pictures…
I am very much looking forward for more. More songs that you and I will benefit from. You give and I receive with open arms. One great thing about music is that it can make your day, break your day or just be there. I always fashioned it. Made my day revolve around it. Or couldn’t even go without it. It feels wrog if I don’t. I also listen to a song I love until I hate it.
Pictures, I don’t like either. Unless I take it.
Something struck me yesterday. The possible fact that singing and playing music won’t take me anywhere but help me with my nerves or anger. I can sing, not very good, and play my old Yamaha learner acoustic. Or atleast I think it is because of it being sort of small.. Anyways, my father and I watched Eddie and The Cruisers yesterday, a good film with excellent music. John Cafferty and the Beaver Brown Band are the ones who actually play those songs. Almost a young Springsteen feel. Those songs, Tender Years and Wild Summer Nights are songs that I would like to write. I try. Not like them.. like to reinvented them but with that feel. I can’t seem to put two and two together. The feel and I can’t connect. I love that feel and I can’t express it. My father was a big influence on my interest in music. When I was small my father would stay up late, paint and playing Bruce, The Bodeans, John Mellencamp, Blue Rodeo, Tom Petty on cassette tapes. So I would fall asleep listening to their songs. It was comforting. Even to this day, when I go to bed and he would do the same thing as I were a child, I would not have a hard time to sleep. But as a kid, I would have a hard time finding that kind of music. Living in a small town and keeping up with the ‘trends’ or ‘worn out hits’ of music and listen to pop. Thinking, I was being cool.. Now, I listen to the music my father would play on those late nights and love it. And moving to a big city like Calgary, there was more opportunity to come across better music then the shit list. Which evidently, is now my guilty pleasure, because I feel cool listening to classic rock and new age. Like The Gaslight Anthem, The Black Keys, The Arctic Monkeys, Hot Water Music, The Menzingers, Imagine Dragons and The Sheep Dogs. I also really enjoy Otis Redding… The true king.
So what I was getting to here is that I will never be able to be as great. As Eddie says in the movie, “if you can’t do something great then there is no use playing music!” I’m not too sure about that quote but something along those lines… I don’t believe I am talented to be something great in the music industry. But boy, do those greats help me get through the day.