If I hadn't made me...

I performed three of my songs last night ("Parachute", "When I Die", and "The Air Up There") at a small Coffeehouse called Abba's Place - opening up for Scott Greeson and Groove House.

I am still in the process of recording a solo CD. I feel like it's my Holy Grail - the illusive prize that I've been striving after for many years. I'm getting older, having a kid, etc., and I'm not sure I'd ever necessarily want to do the "band-on-the-road" thing full-time - but for sure, I'd love to have an 8-10 song CD that I can have as a keepsake of some of my favorite songs. (Of course, I say that and I also know that if I was ever offered the chance to do the 'get-signed-and-be-a-fulltime-musician' thing, I would... you gotta give me more credit than that).

So for now - the music rolls around in my head - bouncing from corner to corner - looking for some sort of release. I suppose like much in life, it takes gumption and initiative, for to quote Brandon Boyd: "If I hadn't made me, I would've been made somehow. If I hadn't assembled myself, I'd have fallen apart by now."