Day Seventy One

I haven't had a chance to sit down and work on any tunes for a few days now, I'm starting to get a little irritated with this working for a living.  I was really enjoying the freedom of unemployment, it gave me time to actually think.  Once you come to the realization that you could keel over at anytime, working just to pay the bills seems like a real waste of valuable time.   I guess I should have pondered all of this as a younger man.
    I'm hoping to get a new tune wrapped up and posted to the blog this week.  That was my original intention of putting the player on here.  If I can get some time to work in the studio, I should be able to get it done.   If I'm not abducted by aliens again!
 Until tomorrow, here's your daily dose of wisdom:

  You cannot prevent the birds of sorrow from flying over your head, but you can prevent them from building nests in your hair.
  Kung fu Proverb

Day Sixty Seven

After working on promotional things for a couple of days, I've determined you could spend the entire week on your computer sending out e-mails and show promos.  But that doesn't seem all that musical to me.  I guess it all comes down to time management.  I think once I've got this Reverbnation thing set up I'll set aside one day of the week for updating it.  Then I can get back to writing and recording on a regular basis.  It's that or hire an assistant, and seeing as how I can't even pay myself, I don't think that option is going to work out all that well.
     I'm still refining my carnie song.  I know, your thinking how long can a guy screw around with one song.   I've got issues with the way words and phrases sound, I never could afford the necessary therapy to rise above this affliction.   A line may makes sense and seems to fit, but if it doesn't slip right into my ear, I just can't live with it.  It's kind of like a puzzle piece that almost works but isn't quite right, you just can't force it.  Soon, very soon, it will all come together.
Until tomorrow, here's your daily dose of wisdom:

'Writing is the hardest way of earning a living, with the possible exception of wrestling alligators.

William Saroyan