I remember asking my youngest cousin, Aaron, what he wanted to be when he grew up. Here was his response:
- A professional basketball player
- An artist
- An astronaut
Anyway, I said all of that to say this. I've always enjoyed music. It's probably been one of the biggest influences on who I am and what I do today. I was lying here on the couch trying to get motivated and then this rhythm popped into my head.
I walked into my bedroom, sat on the bed, and plugged my strat into my rig. I walked to the back of the amp and watched the tubes slowly heat up. I flipped the switch from standby to on, and knelt down, tinkering with my pedalboard.
I decided with a little bit of King Of Tone, Keeley Compressor (2-knob version, you know what's up), and just a run-of-the-mill Boss DD-3, I was finally ready to rock. I started playing what came to me. It was a feeling that I honestly can't begin to put into words. For the first time in two months, I felt ... alive.
Sure, you can laugh. It may sound silly, but I really mean that. I forgot how amazing it was to be slapped in the face by inspiration and just create. I still don't know where my path in life is heading. I know one thing, though. I'm tossing all musical inhibitions into the wind, I'm doing it. I'm going to finally track that EP I've always said I would track. This is me posting, so that I will be held accountable and finally do something ... for me.