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And so another day at work draws to a close.
Another day wasted that I’ll never get back again, god knows how many have passed my by while I wait.
I wasn’t made for a 9-5 job. It’s just not me, I try and muster enthusiasm for it but it just doesn’t come. I don’t mind where I am, but I know that I wont be here in another year or so.
Ever since I was a kid, I’ve wanted to play music. Just no other option has fired me up, ever since I could speak I was bashing on biscuit tins and tables with chopsticks.
It’s the only time I feel like I’m at home, sitting behind my kit playing with everything I have in me.
I’m not knocking those that do the whole career thing, it’s just not for me y’know?
I don’t earn the most money in the world, but I don’t care about that. I’ve never had a career plan or an idea of what I wanted to do other than play music.
I do some freelance writing and scripts for other things, and that’s great. But still my calling is drums.
But I was always told as a kid, “what do you want to be?”
“drums”
“Yes, but what do you want to do when you grow up”.
It’s not a viable career apparently, being in the music business. I know it’s hard, but so is any career. You don’t immediately start in the corner office with a view, you start in the mailroom and work up.
Same with bands, you do the toilet circuit, then the slightly bigger places and then get onto the “scene” when promoters start to phone you and ask you to play.
I do my work as best I can and as fast as I can, but there is no “hurrah, work today!” feeling. It’s not a “I don’t want to work”, more of a “I don’t belong here, I don’t fit in, this feels wrong”.
Whereas driving hours to a venue and standing around in a cold hall soundchecking is where I feel correct and myself.
I don’t know whether some people are just born to try and do something other than 9-5, no idea.
But I do know that I’m not one of them, whatever definition that is.
I don’t want to be a fireman or astronaut or anything else.
And the cool thing, no matter how much success I have, I’m doing exactly what I wanted to be when I was a kid.
And how many other people can say that?
“Hello little Johnny, you’re 7 now, what do you want to be in life?”
“A data input clerk / sales manager / IT admin”
I don’t think so.
Another day wasted that I’ll never get back again, god knows how many have passed my by while I wait.
I wasn’t made for a 9-5 job. It’s just not me, I try and muster enthusiasm for it but it just doesn’t come. I don’t mind where I am, but I know that I wont be here in another year or so.
Ever since I was a kid, I’ve wanted to play music. Just no other option has fired me up, ever since I could speak I was bashing on biscuit tins and tables with chopsticks.
It’s the only time I feel like I’m at home, sitting behind my kit playing with everything I have in me.
I’m not knocking those that do the whole career thing, it’s just not for me y’know?
I don’t earn the most money in the world, but I don’t care about that. I’ve never had a career plan or an idea of what I wanted to do other than play music.
I do some freelance writing and scripts for other things, and that’s great. But still my calling is drums.
But I was always told as a kid, “what do you want to be?”
“drums”
“Yes, but what do you want to do when you grow up”.
It’s not a viable career apparently, being in the music business. I know it’s hard, but so is any career. You don’t immediately start in the corner office with a view, you start in the mailroom and work up.
Same with bands, you do the toilet circuit, then the slightly bigger places and then get onto the “scene” when promoters start to phone you and ask you to play.
I do my work as best I can and as fast as I can, but there is no “hurrah, work today!” feeling. It’s not a “I don’t want to work”, more of a “I don’t belong here, I don’t fit in, this feels wrong”.
Whereas driving hours to a venue and standing around in a cold hall soundchecking is where I feel correct and myself.
I don’t know whether some people are just born to try and do something other than 9-5, no idea.
But I do know that I’m not one of them, whatever definition that is.
I don’t want to be a fireman or astronaut or anything else.
And the cool thing, no matter how much success I have, I’m doing exactly what I wanted to be when I was a kid.
And how many other people can say that?
“Hello little Johnny, you’re 7 now, what do you want to be in life?”
“A data input clerk / sales manager / IT admin”
I don’t think so.
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Sorry musician gotta be number 1 cos you can drink and do drugs and get away with it.
If you're that way inclined, of course..
If you're that way inclined, of course..
Surely that calls for a High Fidelity stylee top 5, all-time best jobs?
1. Pro. Footballer
2. Musician
3. Pro. Games Player!
4. Sports reporter/commentator
5. Architect - if you haven't seen HF you won't get this!
1. Pro. Footballer
2. Musician
3. Pro. Games Player!
4. Sports reporter/commentator
5. Architect - if you haven't seen HF you won't get this!
Eeeexactly.
A friend of mine who studied hard, worked for a few years, returned to do a PGCE and now teaches in Hong Kong once said to me (ok so I studied but am now in a dead end job to make ends meet while I persue my musical career)..
'I envy you, you may have nothing now but you are following your dream.'
That don't pay the bills, fix my car or sort out the arguments with my family/girlfriend, but it picks me up every morning I sit at my desk and switch on my computer.
'I envy you, you may have nothing now but you are following your dream.'
That don't pay the bills, fix my car or sort out the arguments with my family/girlfriend, but it picks me up every morning I sit at my desk and switch on my computer.
Well I hope it happens for you.
All of you.
I don't want to work 9-5 either.
I do 8-4. ;-)
But no, not forever. I want to write novels.
But sometimes those ideas don't want to come out of my head, and you can't force it.
All of you.
I don't want to work 9-5 either.
I do 8-4. ;-)
But no, not forever. I want to write novels.
But sometimes those ideas don't want to come out of my head, and you can't force it.
I've always wanted to write computer games, since I was a kid. Somewhere along the line I realised I'd need to know a thing or two about computers.. so I got into them. Now I'm doing a degree in computer science, and hoping like hell I won't end up as an "IT consultant" or "Systems administrator". I don't want to wear a suit, either. Always makes me feel like I'm doing something I don't want to be doing.
Sometimes I feel out of place... I have no interest in IT copyright ethics. I couldn't care less what the correct way to go about planning a software model is. I haven't the foggiest how to network computers.
Ah well. I'll see what happens.
Sometimes I feel out of place... I have no interest in IT copyright ethics. I couldn't care less what the correct way to go about planning a software model is. I haven't the foggiest how to network computers.
Ah well. I'll see what happens.
Today is a perfect example of what I'm talking about.
I spent my day in a nice building with people that are pleasant enough.
I achieved nothing, I experienced not one moment that made me think "Christ yeah!" and feel like King of All Worlds.
But from 6pm I was with my band.
We had our sound engineer down to listen to some songs and make some notes for recording purposes.
We went through our set, and then we just sat around and decided to have fun.
So the guitarist/2nd vocalist took the drums, leaving our main guitarist/singer and bass player doing their usual thing, whilst I took the mic and ripped through some old Motown songs, a massive "Come Together" by The Beatles and then finished on "5-1" by The Doors.
Guys from the next rehearsal room came down and 8 of us all jammed through "LA Woman" with 2 of us singing, 2 drummers, 2 guitarists and 2 bass players.
We all had a beer and swapped numbers, made some new friends and sorted out a gig for the both of us in London in March.
THAT is what my life is about, not typing bloody faxes or being allowed 1 hour for lunch.
I'm not a schoolkid, I'm an adult with a mind of my own.
Being told what time I can have lunch?
You can blow that our your backside, in the nicest possible way.
And now I go for a bath to nurse blistered hands from drumming and sip tea with honey for a destroyed throat from roaring "They got the guns but we got the numbers...gonna win, you will..take it over...COME ON!!!"
I work because I need money, other than that it's wasting valuable time to be spent doing things that matter, things that fire your soul and make you smile.
Watch out because we're taking over in 2002.
I'm the grinning fool behind the drums, having the time of his life and hoping it never, ever ends.
I spent my day in a nice building with people that are pleasant enough.
I achieved nothing, I experienced not one moment that made me think "Christ yeah!" and feel like King of All Worlds.
But from 6pm I was with my band.
We had our sound engineer down to listen to some songs and make some notes for recording purposes.
We went through our set, and then we just sat around and decided to have fun.
So the guitarist/2nd vocalist took the drums, leaving our main guitarist/singer and bass player doing their usual thing, whilst I took the mic and ripped through some old Motown songs, a massive "Come Together" by The Beatles and then finished on "5-1" by The Doors.
Guys from the next rehearsal room came down and 8 of us all jammed through "LA Woman" with 2 of us singing, 2 drummers, 2 guitarists and 2 bass players.
We all had a beer and swapped numbers, made some new friends and sorted out a gig for the both of us in London in March.
THAT is what my life is about, not typing bloody faxes or being allowed 1 hour for lunch.
I'm not a schoolkid, I'm an adult with a mind of my own.
Being told what time I can have lunch?
You can blow that our your backside, in the nicest possible way.
And now I go for a bath to nurse blistered hands from drumming and sip tea with honey for a destroyed throat from roaring "They got the guns but we got the numbers...gonna win, you will..take it over...COME ON!!!"
I work because I need money, other than that it's wasting valuable time to be spent doing things that matter, things that fire your soul and make you smile.
Watch out because we're taking over in 2002.
I'm the grinning fool behind the drums, having the time of his life and hoping it never, ever ends.
I'm trapped. At least until I can figure a way out of this. At least it's not so '9-5', being shift work.
I'll break free someday, and not while wearing women's clothes and doing the ironing mr Mercury, thankyouverymuch.
I'll break free someday, and not while wearing women's clothes and doing the ironing mr Mercury, thankyouverymuch.
I get what you are talking about. I always wanted to be in "computer stuff", but the more I work for other people, the more I want to strike out on my own and start my own business up.
It's just takes a little balls eh? And some determination. Watch out though Goatboy, don't sell out to the dudes in suits you have told us about...
It's just takes a little balls eh? And some determination. Watch out though Goatboy, don't sell out to the dudes in suits you have told us about...
And so another day at work draws to a close.
Another day wasted that I’ll never get back again, god knows how many have passed my by while I wait.
I wasn’t made for a 9-5 job. It’s just not me, I try and muster enthusiasm for it but it just doesn’t come. I don’t mind where I am, but I know that I wont be here in another year or so.
Ever since I was a kid, I’ve wanted to play music. Just no other option has fired me up, ever since I could speak I was bashing on biscuit tins and tables with chopsticks.
It’s the only time I feel like I’m at home, sitting behind my kit playing with everything I have in me.
I’m not knocking those that do the whole career thing, it’s just not for me y’know?
I don’t earn the most money in the world, but I don’t care about that. I’ve never had a career plan or an idea of what I wanted to do other than play music.
I do some freelance writing and scripts for other things, and that’s great. But still my calling is drums.
But I was always told as a kid, “what do you want to be?”
“drums”
“Yes, but what do you want to do when you grow up”.
It’s not a viable career apparently, being in the music business. I know it’s hard, but so is any career. You don’t immediately start in the corner office with a view, you start in the mailroom and work up.
Same with bands, you do the toilet circuit, then the slightly bigger places and then get onto the “scene” when promoters start to phone you and ask you to play.
I do my work as best I can and as fast as I can, but there is no “hurrah, work today!” feeling. It’s not a “I don’t want to work”, more of a “I don’t belong here, I don’t fit in, this feels wrong”.
Whereas driving hours to a venue and standing around in a cold hall soundchecking is where I feel correct and myself.
I don’t know whether some people are just born to try and do something other than 9-5, no idea.
But I do know that I’m not one of them, whatever definition that is.
I don’t want to be a fireman or astronaut or anything else.
And the cool thing, no matter how much success I have, I’m doing exactly what I wanted to be when I was a kid.
And how many other people can say that?
“Hello little Johnny, you’re 7 now, what do you want to be in life?”
“A data input clerk / sales manager / IT admin”
I don’t think so.
Another day wasted that I’ll never get back again, god knows how many have passed my by while I wait.
I wasn’t made for a 9-5 job. It’s just not me, I try and muster enthusiasm for it but it just doesn’t come. I don’t mind where I am, but I know that I wont be here in another year or so.
Ever since I was a kid, I’ve wanted to play music. Just no other option has fired me up, ever since I could speak I was bashing on biscuit tins and tables with chopsticks.
It’s the only time I feel like I’m at home, sitting behind my kit playing with everything I have in me.
I’m not knocking those that do the whole career thing, it’s just not for me y’know?
I don’t earn the most money in the world, but I don’t care about that. I’ve never had a career plan or an idea of what I wanted to do other than play music.
I do some freelance writing and scripts for other things, and that’s great. But still my calling is drums.
But I was always told as a kid, “what do you want to be?”
“drums”
“Yes, but what do you want to do when you grow up”.
It’s not a viable career apparently, being in the music business. I know it’s hard, but so is any career. You don’t immediately start in the corner office with a view, you start in the mailroom and work up.
Same with bands, you do the toilet circuit, then the slightly bigger places and then get onto the “scene” when promoters start to phone you and ask you to play.
I do my work as best I can and as fast as I can, but there is no “hurrah, work today!” feeling. It’s not a “I don’t want to work”, more of a “I don’t belong here, I don’t fit in, this feels wrong”.
Whereas driving hours to a venue and standing around in a cold hall soundchecking is where I feel correct and myself.
I don’t know whether some people are just born to try and do something other than 9-5, no idea.
But I do know that I’m not one of them, whatever definition that is.
I don’t want to be a fireman or astronaut or anything else.
And the cool thing, no matter how much success I have, I’m doing exactly what I wanted to be when I was a kid.
And how many other people can say that?
“Hello little Johnny, you’re 7 now, what do you want to be in life?”
“A data input clerk / sales manager / IT admin”
I don’t think so.
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