You've got to recreate your misery
You all know art is hard
Young artists have got to starve
Try and fail and try again
The comforts of repetition
Keep churning out those hits
Until it's all the same old shit"
Artist: Cursive
Song: Art is Hard
Oh Cursive. Gotta love their way with words. If you've never listened to Cursive, well, you should. This song's message is so sarcastic, its pretty humorous. In terms of music, there are so many artists out there that make it apparent that "the real magic is gone." When they first nurtured their passion for making music, it actually had personal meaning to them. The feelings their own music and words evoked was real, not an act. Sadly, for many musicians, this doesn't last long, especially if it involves fame and fortune. How can you expect others to have the same feelings about your music, if you don't even truly feel it. For an amateur listener, this probably isn't as much of an issue, but for those who really know music, that isn't acceptable. Obviously, things change over time, but that visible passion shouldn't. A song that once made you burst into tears five years ago doesn't have to have the exact same effect now, but you shouldn't forget what got you to where you are. This concept can really apply anyone's passion: people, careers, art, music, writing, etc.
Last Friday, I went to the Gallery Walk here in Hot Springs and really enjoyed myself. On the first Friday of every month, all of the art galleries stay open late for patrons to view them. Plus, the free wine isn't so bad either. I even bought some artwork. Its an old metal staircase step with graffiti artwork on it from a historic building here. The artist was so appreciative that we really enjoyed her artwork and actually wanted to purchase something from her. Every piece had a story, which was awesome. I also bought some LPs including Barry White, Chubby Checker, and Boston. I definitely plan to purchase some more works over the summer (after I finally get paid). It is awesome that there is such a large art scene here. I guess that compensates for the lack of a local music scene.
Last night was our second concert of the season, Lonestar. I sang my little heart out when "Amazed" was performed. If you don't think you know that song, you probably do. It was played at probably every school dance you've ever been too. Even though we worked 18+ hours, the day went so much smoother than last week. The band and crew were much easier to work with, and NO one had a meltdown, which was also a nice change. There are still some kinks that will have to be worked out in the coming weeks, but I'm optimistic that they will be.I'm learning more about myself everyday throughout this journey. Launching yourself into the unexpected teaches you more than you could ever expect. I'm going through all of this for me, and me alone. As much as I love doing things for the people I love and care about, I'm learning that doing what's best for yourself is most important sometimes. The point of this internship is for me to get to the place I want to be after I graduate: with a comfortable job in the music industry.
Side note, the park was ridiculously crowded, and I saw people wearing things they definitely shouldn't have been. For example, I saw the worst camel toe I have ever seen in my life. Gag me with a toothbrush please.
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