music: Conjure One – Pilgrimage
mood: Tired
I reached a remarkable milestone today.
I ran out of washing detergent.
This is not an altogether unordinary experience for most people, but for me it was sort of a “Woah” moment, like when Morpheus shows Neo that he can jump really, really high.
Because I bought that detergent one year ago, when I first moved here.
In that time, I’ve moved to a new city with no job and no family, I’ve moved out of my car into a house, become a lighting designer and gone on tour, started playing violin and guitar, and gone through two sucky IT jobs.
Not bad for one year.
Now that tour is over, my life is returning to a semi-normal state of affairs wherein I have a regular M-F job, go to church on Sundays and spend my Saturdays lounging around, composing random tunes on the piano that I forget within minutes and fantasizing about my Ultimate Lighting Rig.
The road was good, though I have mixed feelings about leaving it. As I’ve said before, it will be nice to see my friends more often and stop being a relational drifter, yet I miss the challenges of tour, like fifteen-minute set changes when the opening act decides that they want to play just one more song. I loved every minute of it.
I do have a few projects to help keep me busy during my time off, one of which is creating some loops for the music we play at Mosaic, finally finishing one of the few piano compositions that I had the foresight to record, and maybe looking into playing drums. Fun stuff.
Pictures from the last two gigs will be up soon – right now I’m dealing with an IBM ThinkPad that doesn’t completely recognize its USB ports (it’s a hardware problem, trust me.), which is making photo transfer off the D40 impossible. A new laptop is in the near future which should solve that issue.
Exit, stage left.
Sparks