Focus

This last summer and whole year in general, me and 4 close friends decided to pick up a music project that started off as nothing serious, and remained nothing serious but with more road trips, service station diets, and a lot of hangovers(for me). With no delusions of grandeur, we got off our dicks, recorded some demos in our school and my bedroom (read about here) and ended up playing a bunch of shows in the surrealest of places country wide. Considering my musical background in most instruments bar vocal chords, it was kinda weird i ended up singing, but regardless it remains one of the most entertaining periods of my life so far. No pressure other than tuning, which i was probably victim to slip-ups in, it helped in the realisation that, basically my priorities in enjoying myself had been totally misplaced. An epiphany of sorts, if you can consider it that. While the company of the same couple of guys over such a long period was sweaty, occasionally difficult, and we didn't actually end up getting anywhere, there was the potential to, and merely having focus on anything, irrespective of supposed worth of cause, was enough to provide an escape and genuine contentment. Being great friends previous to a band is both a good and bad idea, good in the sense that every road trip is entertaining to a degree, bad in the sense that responsibility is divided and less focused than most bands. In my opinion, the greatest vehicle towards happiness is a focussed mind, whether the cause is a good one or not. In degrees it can be considered obsession, but fuck that, it's worth it.

So, a taste was had, we may have been nothing in the scheme of things, but perhaps pretentiously, the effect it had on us was enough to make it worthwhile, once you know you can never go back.