I guess a lot of solitude gives one the chance to take a look a his or her life and attempt to come to terms with decisions made and how they’ve brought them to wherever they are.
I started out as a street performer, that’s where I cut my teeth, learned to play, entertain, and write. Well was trained classically but I forgot all that shit out of resentment I guess. I have literally hundreds of amazing stories of playing on the streets of Los Angeles, San Francisco, New York, and London etc. These are stories of magic and hard to explain unless you’ve lived them. No one tells you where to play, or when, or how. It’s the people you meet, really connecting with humans on the rawest level. The goal? Money for cigarettes, food, and a place to sleep. You meet new and amazing people everyday, you hear their stories, you end up in some cafe with your new friends, smoking, drinking, it’s a dream really.
Then the mind plays dirty tricks at least mine did. It said “You should start playing in coffee shops, bars etc. You should have a band. You should record all these songs. This could be so much bigger. You could be popular.” And so I listened and did all of those things, I formed bands, recorded, dealt with managers, labels, agents, publicists, radio promoters, venues etc. A mountain of money was spent. The fact is I’ve never needed anyone to tell me my music is great, I know it is. How? The guitar case filled with cash proved it every day.
Now this was before I had a computer, a cell phone etc. Before social media and all the things I despise. It’s a dirty game of trying to sell your art, seeking likes “Like this, Share that” and all that crap. It’s slowly driven me mad in a way. It’s made me empty and sad.
But here I am still at it, I mean what else can I do? I form bands, I take massive risks, I record prolifically, I tour, and I play a lot of shows. But I still play on the street as much as I can because that’s where I am most happy and content with what I have to offer the world. I don’t have to ask for permission, or make plans. The day just happens as it will and that is a very beautiful way to live.