May 19, 2008
I’ve doubted myself….a lot.
I’m a musician.
I’m almost 31 years old now and I’ve only been able to confidently say that for the past year or so and with each passing day, my belief in myself grows. It’s ok to call myself that because it’s what I do best and with the largest part of my heart.
I probably started plucking my dads guitar when I was really young, 8 or 9 even. I remember my dad used to play a lot of beatles songs and sing them too. He was actually pretty dam good, although you’d never hear him tout that. I toyed with it again when I turned about 16 years old and started playing a little more. It started catching on. When I turned about 20 I was writing my first songs. It’s not that I was a slow learner, I just didn’t commit to anything, even the things I loved like guitar.
I did play in some cool ass basement bands with my best friends Mike Assad and Matt Curtis from back home in Thunder Bay. I’m not sure we were trying to get to the point of playing shows, but I can tell you the exact moment when I really decided that I wanted to be on stage playing.
I was at a bar called The InnTowner and there was a battle of the bands going on. They were covering Counting Blue Cars by Dishwalla. They were seriously nailing it….it sounded so good and I thought they were just the fucking coolest thing ever. They inspired me, it was then.
But I had quit college again for the second time in two years, not much was going good for me. I had lost my job at the A&W cause I had sex with my boss then decided not to date her cause I was a young guy in college. She was so pissed that quitting was really the only choice I felt I had. So the money was gone, school was out and I was broke. So were all my friends that I was living with, all 4 of them. 5 if you count Joe.
I moved back to Alberta to be with my parents and shifted around within the province for the next 3 years. More school drop outs, more girls and broken hearts, and more drifting. I didn’t know what I wanted to do. I ended up deciding to bicycle across the North and South American continents but I only made it to Florida and my partner and I couldn’t see eye to eye anymore. We had to split and the journey ended over a year pre-mature.
It was then that I sat there in Florida asking myself what it is that I really wanted to do with my life. What direction do I really want to take. I asked my heart and it answered. Go back to your friends, your best friends. Go back and play in a band again. So I moved back to Thunder Bay when I was 25 years old to play music.
I was doing alright for money because I still was doing decently with my Internet Business. So I really did have time to do the things I wanted to do. I kept journaling strong, a habit I picked up from the daily entries I made while biking across the US. If you read my journals from my two years in Thunder Bay, I was pretty happy, although I was never satisfied with the level my music was at.
I got into a band called Divided because my buddy Mike was the drummer. He pretty much was the reason I stuck cause at first I don’t think Nicky Lewandowski liked me for the band that much. But things worked out and we did really well for ourselves. I achieved so many of my goals with that band, my first live show in which I was so excited at the open jam I yelled at the sound guy for cutting us off. I played the biggest bar in Thunder Bay called Roxy’s as the only opener for Default. What a great show that was….the energy was fantastic. And I spent time recording demo music in both home studio’s as well as a semi-professional studio with Luke Gladue. All in all it was a great time.
But Divided came to an end when frustrations from my freedom wanting to move elsewhere to further the band came up against the reality of the 3 other guys inability or unwillingness to just pick up and leave without first being big. Something I’d run into again and again. I was always more of the ‘take the risk’ then worry type.
I was supposed to move to Vancouver with my girlfriend, but she decided to not be with me anymore because she ended up cheating on me and couldn’t deal with the guilt or thought it wouldn’t be fair to me. Either way, she’s was right. So I no longer wanted to move to Vancouver as that was the spot where she broke the news to me and I didn’t want that sour taste in my mouth for that city.
So back to Edmonton in March of 2006, back to college buddies and regular bars that I once knew…only this time, with music on the mind. I pretty much wasted the first half of the year and my bank account at the Stonehouse pub. I was however making acquaintences with some musicians who I’d eventually form a band with first called Not In Stone, then changed to Rigveda as it evolved through players and songs. Rigveda did alright and at least got me known in the cities music scene. I wrote a few more songs and recorded them, some weren’t that bad.
Then in September of 2007 I joined Hollywood Assassyn which I am still currently in. This band has by far had the most potential of all the bands I have been in. We are recording a full album at a real studio with a real producer and I’m hoping for the best of things to come.
I’m also writing a lot of accoustic music that I plan on releasing as solo stuff. I did try to introduce it to Hollywood but it never took. That’s ok, I like having two projects anyways.
So now I’m sitting here writing all this stuff and remembering that I started off so long ago playing music. I never would however call myself a musician. There were always people around me who looked the part better, or talked the game better and sometimes they just were better. But I never once really looked at myself that way. I always felt like I was just faking it because I loved it so much and I wanted to be a part of it.
But I don’t know, something slowly changes and then you wake up a realize that you really are that person you used to look at and want to be. I can play drums, guitar, bass, sing, write, perform. I’ve played in at least 10 different bands or versions of bands and I’ve probably played live on stage 50 times at least, some of which were pretty big openers. I’ve recorded and written over 20 songs….not many, but I’m a slow writer and it’s getting easier every time I sit down to do it.
I am a musician. Not because I’m faking it anymore…it’s because every choice I make in life has at least something to do with music and it’s the direction I took 6 years ago when I turned 25 and I still haven’t changed course. I’ve travelled down that path for that long and I don’t want to quit. I’m a musician and music will always be a part of my life because it’s in me. It’s what god gave me. And I love it.
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