the H A R D part

Most people would say that the hard part is over...

not for me. the music, that's the easy part. Making words rhyme and singing melodies that get stuck in peoples minds, that's the easy part for me. That's what I was sort of just born able to do I guess. That's the gift of mine that makes me do what I do.

the hard part is the business side. the money side. the production side. the marketing side. the turning a passion into a job side. the side that uses, you know, the other half of my brain.

but then again, guitar used to be the hard part for me, and sure, I have quite a long way to go, but maybe I just need more expierience with this side of things. Maybe if i practice 5 times a day like I did guitar, this will become an easy part too... { or if i marry a billionaire }

Until then, it will just be what it is for me, the hard part.


Tonight as I left the good ol' Bear Cave Studios here in Matthews N.C. I walked away fine, happy, even a little sleepy and relieved to be heading home to a nice comfy bed. But the minute I got into my car...it was a mixture of the freezing cold, the fact that Coldplay was blasting on my stereo, and pure timing... it hit me, and i couldn't help but cry. In the weird, why am i crying way? then i knew... the fun part is over, and there are countless more fun parts to come, but this part..... this is the hard part.