Posts Tagged ‘music’

Blessing in disguise?

November 19, 2009

To bring everyone up to speed, I got re-deployed to Marine Parade Library as a permanent fixture. I used to be roving around the libraries providing IT support. I had a complaint post about it before, but now I think it is a blessing in disguise.

I liked roving, I get to move around, meet people, and time passed faster. It was fun. Maybe too fun.

I got comfortable with it; I woke up, zoomed through the day, reached home tired, read my RSS and Facebook feeds and went to sleep. Repeated the same thing again, till the weekend came and went.

Yes it is great to have a job like that, and it pays the bills, but now I realise, it took away my drive to want greater things in life. I barely practiced on my guitar, and I did not think much about my future. I had this thought, however bad, that my band will take off someday, and meanwhile I can just zoom through the days and earn money. That wasn’t a very good mindset.

Now that I am at Marine Parade, my day CRAWLS. I finish reading my RSS and Facebook feeds at work. I am sick and tired of this job. I have so much time my mind runs. And that, is a good thing.

I started wanting my dream again, being a musician and all. And wanting it BADLY. How much I want to get the fuck out of here, write songs and play gigs every day. When I am home, I play my guitar much more, because I know that I need to get better, and I want to get better, so my band and I can break out of this mundane life and do what we really want to do. I have been doing recordings at home, be it to expand on the ideas my band leader comes up with so he can expand on them even further, or tearing songs apart and analysing how he can sing it better, or just simply trying to nail the mistakes I always make in the songs we already play. It also helps with learning how to work with a DAW, although I’m using a super stripped down one (GarageBand). Having read through all my feeds help a lot, as there is no more distraction.

Now to clarify, I don’t prioritise reading over the guitar. It’s just a very bad addiction. This change in my life helped me ‘solve’ the addiction by shifting it to another time slot. Not too shabby. It’s still good to be well read anyway.

Sometimes I wonder if the people in control of my work life actually planned for this, or was it unexpected for them as well. They do know I am into music, to a certain extent. Silly conspiracy theories I always come up with, sheesh.