Some people start playing music because they love playing music – how it makes them feel when they do it.
And sometimes that love is traded in for something more.
Love is traded in for financial sustenance.
Making music for money.
Then things change.
You can no longer play what you love, you must play what the audience loves.
In the luckiest of cases, these match.
Usually they don’t.
Before i wrote this post, i was reflecting on how challenging it would be for anyone to read five daily, differently-themed posts, every single day for a decade.
And then i thought how challenging it must be to write five daily, differently-themed posts, every single day, for a decade.
The only explanation is it must be love.
Note: i love to write. Period.
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All of these ideas hit me at 4:30am this morning, in this order:
i am Disney.
All trophies (take a photo)
All name tags. (take a photo)
Sunday nights. (only TV show Lori and i didn’t fight over watching)
Lori’s obsession. (her home is a Disney museum)
In 1981 as i walked through West Chester University’s Student Union building, a wall flyer caught my eye – Disney was inviting interested students to attend a college internship info session at 10pm.
That’s how this whole thing got started.
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