Everyone wants to get away from home, I hear the words I have to get out of this place almost every day, or at least a variation of it. When you actually get a chance to leave this so-called hellhole, you start to miss it. Then youll start to realize that home is where the heart is, that is until you unpack your equipment from the van and start setting up at the venue. Your mind forgets everything and just focuses on playing music. This rush fills your mind and your brain lets passion take over. Most people have stage fright, but here I felt right at home.
Ive toured with a full band before and it can be quite the exhilarating experience, but it can also be the most dreadful thing you will ever endure. When you cramp into a van along with your equipment and with 4 or 5 other smelly guys, it can get nasty real quick. Youll learn odd quirks that people have that you never knew before; hygiene is a word only heard by some guys, and youll also soon realize that you can only deal with people for a certain amount of time.
After my first tour with my former band No Dance No Romance, I started to shift away from playing with multiple people due to moving out of state and trying to find new members for another band. I soon gave up the thought of a band and started my up my solo acoustic act. I bought a new acoustic guitar, collectively named Lola, and with her I started to write. It took two years for me to come out of my acoustic shell and start to play music outside of my room; no one heard any of it but a few close friends who came over or the few people who received a lifeless attempt of recording called a demo. I missed playing music for people, with this thought I contacted several people that I knew from the past and set up a few shows in my hometown. Using the only tools available to me at the time, me View More »