
First off, this is not a terrorist. It is me
Skyping at 5am one of these past days. The communication and technology that exists today makes it so much easier to be thousands of miles away from loved ones and makes it easier to focus at the situation at hand. This blog is a reflection of stuff that I came to realize so far.
It is my first week here on the outskirts of Rome. I've been really busy. I have to be. I live in a place that's like a campground and I have to base my schedule around everything else. It's tough going from basically no intense routine schedule to something more intricately detailed, watching out for those siestas in the mid afternoon, that shuts down everything that you thought you had planned. Its whipping my ass in shape... physically and organizationally?
For the last week, I've been at the local Pub on their
Wi-
fi talking to family and friends, designing some web shit that I didn't get the chance to finish while I was back in the US and trying to get a good recording for my new demo.
It's tough. It seems nothing I produce is good enough and its eating me alive. The crowd right now is thin and only wants pop music and it's taking away from what I came here to play and the direction I want to play. But because of this, I finally realized the "direction" i will go/what will make me happy and at the same time make the crowd happy.
For the longest time I've played music that people wanted to hear. I've made them happy, and making them happy made me happy. But it's come to the point where I want more out of
DJing. I want new sounds. I want shit that
doesnt even have a
rhythm. I'm being sarcastic to a certain degree with that last statement, but it's kinda true. My friends can vouch that I am the type of person who will go in a club and purposely dance off beat because I'm bored with dancing. Sure I may look retarded, but it gives me sanity.
Things aren't too different out here. I guess they say "same shit different day." The clubs may be bigger, music different with more sub genres, and people speak a different language. But the overall structure of how everything works is the same. Duh, right?!
But because everything is bigger. Like 2000 people bigger, it takes a lot more work.
I don't know where my train of thought is taking me right now, but its definately going off on a tangent.
I guess, the main thing I want to say is that for the first week I was like I am going to fucking be here for 4 months?! I didnt know if I could handle it... to tell you the truth, I still don't know. But do any of us really know anything? As the dust settles after my landing here in foreign soil, I realized that not knowing is a part of life and that we must DO OUR BEST in whatever we do, STAY TRUE TO OURSELVES and HELP OTHERS along the way. Hopefully things will set itself in a direction we can see. I mean we see ourselves somewhere and have the direction, but the path is unclear. One of the most important things is to know the path to take, but it takes time, organization and meditation.
I'm trying to do my best.
ASIDE from everything, the weather is getting better, I'm feeling alot better about everything. I'm about to DJ at the Kasbah and try to get a decent recording! NO, I am going to get a great recording. I will make sure to post it up on my side as well as some new tunes that are poppin off around here.
CHOW!
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