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 Sunday, July 03, 2011
 

I Live in a Paradise

 
The author's kick-ass drum set. Don't be jealous.

I think a year is long enough to go without any updates, don't you?

You have to appreciate what you have right in front of you. The things that pass by in your peripheral vision, you have to really focus in on and appreciate. You might pass by a dusty old lamp and a bar of gold and pay neither any mind, just because you shuffle past them all the time.

I've kept thinking I should be somewhere else. Something is not right where I am. I'm a square peg in a round hole.

Then I stepped back and looked at my hole. I live in the house I grew up in, that was passed on to me. I have an acre of trees behind me. It looks like a J.R.R. Tolkien forest back there. No neighbors to gripe if I want to turn up my guitar. The den has new hardwood floors, with a custom couch and a 1080p TV. Weekend nights, when I celebrate being away from work, I can sit on the porch with my self-mixed Lynchburg Lemonade and smell the evening air and listen to the crickets; I can only barely hear the highway sounds from here. In the basement, I've got a great P.A., a bass amp, a Ludwig drum kit, my Marshall, and a plethora of guitars (this is not an invitation to burglarize me...firearms are soon to join the scene. Don't be on the wrong end of them). The basement was expertly finished by my parents when I was only five, and there's a pool table and a second fireplace down there, as well as my kick-ass rock n' roll posters and bar mirrors.

Right here from the very chair I address you from, I can produce slick video productions (some of those to come), and mix music with a fidelity even Aerosmith and Led Zeppelin didn't have in the `70's.

In short, this is what people work all their lives for, and I'm sitting in it. I live better than some rock stars!

Tonight, the third of July, I only had to drive to the end of my street and park to see two different fireworks shows here in my little town, in a car I paid off a few years ago.

I say all of this not to brag, but to say, it's probably human nature and a good thing to strive and always wonder and wish for what else might be, but...don't let that distract you from the greatness that already is.
 
 

Posted by Art | 11:23 PM EST | 1 comments |

1 Comments:

Anonymous JMP said...

And like the WBHF gig, it's not likely to get much better than this, so you might as well stick around for awhile. (At last until the economy picks up in time for your retirement!) Cheers, JMP

3:13 AM, July 15, 2011  

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