Im going to ramble a bit, but I have a point, I swear. Ive been doing a lot of thinking on the way home and today about why, at 44 years old, I still work so hard for this band. And then I think back to when I was 16 years old. For those who knew me then, it doesnt shock you at all. This is some version of the life I expected then. My whole goal in life at that time was to live in Hollywood, work in the music industry, manage some great talent and make lots of money. Then I was going to meet my rockstar, and he was going to be a tall, skinny guitar player (or bass, it didnt matter), and he was to have green eyes and black hair (yah, I know that was Nikki Sixx, but if you knew me then, that doesnt shock you either...) Well, I did live in Hollywood by the time I was 21. I cleaned a music business managers apartment then, but I lived with a rock band and just knew they would be famous. And I learned a lot about the industry and worked hard to soak up every bit of knowledge I could on the Sunset Strip in its heyday. My boyfriend was working in the industry and making quite a name for himself. But life, or youth, got the best of me, and I let the demise of a relationship change the course of my life. I used to get really upset about that, but have learned definitively in the last two years that it was what had to happen to align my stars for A Course Of Action. This weekend, while I was watching the band rise to the occasion at a national festival, it hit me that I was finally doing what my life called me to do, just on a much smaller scale than I anticipated. We were watching the final scene of Rock Star the movie with Mark Wahlberg, and I wanted to cry. I know how Jennifer Aniston felt in the beginning of that movie. Anyway, fast forward to 2014, to a music business that is far less passionate about new artists than they were in the 80s. So, its my job to make sure that my boys get noticed. The band has a song called The Question, and it says: And you said, better luck next time around. Give up, that was your suggestion. But theres blood stains on the six-strings that I play, so thats the answer to the question. I didnt choose this, it chose me. So, it never was a choice. If I have nothing else, at least I have my voice. I have my reasons, but Im in this til the end. No remorse, no regrets, I would do it all again. So, I guess thats it in a nutshell. This is as much my dream as it is theirs, and I couldnt be more proud to be where I am right now.
Posted on: Wed, 28 May 2014 01:29:58 +0000
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