Ramblings of A Reluctant Musician
More blathering, from Stevo… “Confessions of a DumbAss”
It’s a beautiful day in Northern Nevada. The season is truly changing to form. When so much is going on and day to day stuff keeps your mind on busy things, sometimes we take the elements for granted. So much thought is put into just stuff. Busy, busy in a hurry, everyone is in a hurry… Take Stevo for instance, in a hurry to get to work thinking about stuff and all of the sudden, BAM! Yes Stevo made a bubu in the driver’s seat. Ya’d think a professional driver would know better. I know when I’m rolling down the road thinking about what it is that drives me, (that would be music) I do just fine. I let myself get caught up in financial and world issues, which is something I never do… So, I See some spinning lights in my mirror and traffic starts to slow, but it was slowing much faster than I realized, spending way to much time in the mirror, traffic stops and, Whoops, it’s to late for me to come to a stop before slamming into the unsuspecting driver in front of me.
I’ve called myself a dumbass before but this time this is the ultimate dumbass move. I felt horrible. I thought the driver of the car I just rearranged the bumper on was going to come unglued on me. Feared that I may have caused injury, or even worse, there could have been a child in the car. I was horrified. Well, I got off more than lucky. He was very calm and seemed unconcerned about the whole thing. Took out his iPhone and started taking pictures. While I was shaking and about to have a nervous breakdown this guy was like, “so, you do have insurance?”… I was in shock and this man had a grip on the situation as if it were an everyday occurrence. I’m literally shaking so bad I can’t even write down the info and this guy has all my info, kinda like the smart kid in class who finishes before everyone else. I’m think’n you get the picture by now…
After I hand him back his license and insurance papers, all is exchanged. By this time I’ve pulled out my iPhone and taken my pictures, he tells me the story of just the month before he and his wife and child were rear ended by another driver. I was again horrified by this. And now to make matters worse a car pulls up, a woman gets out and is walking up to us rapidly. I’m thinking it’s going to be someone wanting to be a witness to my total act of dumbassness… Well, it turns out to be his wife. I’m now going to vomit! But she too was calm, making sure her husband has all the important parts touching his arms asking him if his ok. I’m standing there feeling like the evil car killer and then I start stuttering out some rubbish (can’t remember really as the feeling of about to toss my cookies was overwhelming me at this point). “I’m so sorry for my stupidity and hitting your car and something else I really don’t remember. She looks at me and very calmly says “Oh, it’s ok, we’re used to it by know”…
Now, I have a pretty good sense of humor and laugh at just about everything, I mean everything. This, however, was not one of those times (I mean, Now I can ‘kinda’ laugh) that would get a classic Stevo Bellowing laugh. If I was close to losing whatever I had for breakfast before, now was off the scale. I couldn’t stand it! With that the Man extended his hand and said don’t worry, it was an accident everything is ok…
So, with that in mind, and current affairs as they are, and after calling my insurance company, I guess everything is ok. And from now on, I think I’ll stick to running scales thru my head on my way into work. Never did like politics anyway… And somehow, money stuff always seems to work itself out. Funny how that is…
So much for another day in the life of a Reluctant Musician… See what happens when you have to work to support your guitar habit! J
Be good to yourself… Watch your mirrors, but not for two long, and watch out for the other guy, especially when he is in front of you…
Peace…
Vo…
Ramblings of a Reluctant Musician
Greetings and Salutations To You…
How do your days start? Coffee and danish or bagel? Setting on the end of your bed rubbing your head thinking, “How am I going to make it thru another day?” Everyone pretty much starts a day with the wake up thing. Then it’s off to kitchen, shower etc… Some wonder, dag, don’t have any soap or open a cupboard knowing there is nothing to eat but open it and gaze at the wonder of nothing, and think, dag, I need to make more money to feed myself…
You might be thinking, "Hell, not another blog on the hunger and do without blog. No… Truth is, to some, this is as normal as you having a full cupboard or enough soap to clean a country. To some waking up is just like everyone else and they just accept the situation, and deal with it. To some they don’t really know what they “don’t” have. Some feel blessed with what it is they can do each day. No bleeding hearts here. And definitely no pity…
Personally I’ve been back and forth on the have and have not’s. Ya see, for me, it’s more than just what I have in my cupboard or my refrigerator. More than just he car I drive (or don’t). More than the way I feel when I set at the end of my bed while coming to life each day, wondering how I’m going to make it thru another day feeling like my body wants to quit. Somehow, I do. Making it to a cup of tea then picking up my Guitar and my fingers just work. The body warms the spirit fills and it’s another day.
Have you ever wondered what drives a musician to do what he or she does. Most non-players do. Actually most non-players wish they could play an instrument and for what ever reason just don’t. I mean, we could get into social down trodden but we won’t. To some it’s a as natural as blinking. Some, like me, have to work at it. All be it, I have an ear and have pretty good pitch, I still have to work hard at creating the sound I hear in my head. I hear this sound in my sleep, and in just about everything I do.
One of the cool things about the “Musician”… Not Gender specific. Musicians are just that. A Horn player, a Guitarist, a Violinist. If you only heard the sound you would never know. Not that it matters just thought that was cool…
So, why “Reluctant” your thinking?
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It’s all around us!
If you haven’t seen the movie “August Rush” you must. With the exception of looking for my parents this is how I’ve felt about music since I was very young. In fact I can’t remember when I didn’t think about music. Remembering, at the age of five, listening to a Guitar, Violin and Acoustic Bass, playing on the front porch, I was amazed at the sound. Walking thru the fields and forests I could hear the sound. In cities as I grew older there was a cadence about it that I will never forget. As I grew Older, going to Rock Fest’s and grooving on the sound of the players and how the masses would blend in with that sound…
Ahh, that sound. The sound of melding spirits. The sound of love and the vibration that would mellow the soul. I have longed for this for many year. I’ve attended a few concerts of late and I must say, There has only been one that even came close to that feeling, that rush of enlightenment. In fact it was Rush. Of course most of the folks there were of my age and it stands to reason the energy was of that time. However there were many of a much younger life and they were driven into the same vibration. As I observed and walked around as the concert was going on this was awesome. To See Young and Older groove’n in the same rhelm… This was a great time.
I did go to a local show here in Carson City and was very impressed with the passion of a two piece band
Blunderbusst. This band had all the passion and talent as the show I was at just the week before. You could breath the love of music and making it right. The crowd was again, Older and Younger alike and all groove’n on what was happening…
It’s all around us! We just need to bring it out.. Get out and experience it. Get away from your TV’s and Play stations and Wi’s and do it. Rock, Blues, Classical, what ever your taste it is out there. Play it! Listen to it! This is what makes it all real…
I will be getting back to this subject. With a very tired mind I must rest. You can bring balance into your life with music. Whether you are a listener or a player, smile, cry, laugh, what ever it does.
Be well, Be Safe…
Peace…
Vo…
First Post
Of course everybody has to do the first post thing. Here’s Ours. We will get to “What’s it all about?” in another post. Just doing the opening act. Dreams and Music of every generation is a thing that has been in my mind since I was a child. I think since I watched my first Roy Rogers program. well, back to the Hi…
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Thanks for reading…
Peace.
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