So
we have still few more songs to go from “Read Between The Lines“. This week’s
song is the second last song from the album. I wrote this song the morning
after the St. Patrick’s Day. I had done eleven day stint of playing anything
from three hours to eight hours a day. Oh yeah, and one of the shows was in Germany,
the rest of them in Dublin. The whole Paddy’s day weekend in Dublin was crazy
busy this year, one I will be remembering for a while. So when I finally got
out of the bed, the next morning pretty much every muscle in my body was aching.
People often forget that playing music for several hours ends up being a
physical workout as well.
Still
in the middle of recovering from it all I picked up my guitar, which alone
should explain how much it means to me, and this song just kind of fell out of
me. The sentiment is quite simple. I love what I do, I work hard at it, and I
am fully aware that peoples perception of what they think I do and what I
really do is very different. Even most of my fellow musicians don’t understand
when I tell them I have to be up 7am to work. And you know, that does not
bother me at all. It’s the occasional stranger who asks me what I really do;
just assuming music cannot be a “real job” that can get a bit old from time to
time. And sometimes when the ones closest to you also miss the fact that you
have done over sixty hour week out of which twenty are actually physical
playing, and haven’t had a day off in two weeks…
Forgive
me if this sounds like I am venting here, as that is not at all what I am
trying to do. As I said above, I love what I do. What I am trying to do here is
give you an idea of the mood and place I was when I wrote this song. Basically
I was bit fucked but at the same time proud of what I had done.
I
also decided to record this song on the same day, and you can hear my voice has
had a rough ride, but that’s what I like about it. And sometimes when you do
these things in situations like that, you end up with very honest recordings,
and I for one is quite proud of this one.
If
you like it, relate to it, or know someone who might, please share the song.
And don’t forget, yeah I wrote this from the perspective of a musician, but I
am sure whatever it is you do, if you work very hard at it, you can relate to
this song. Heck even if you have an old dog, you might like it.
The author J.P. Kallio is a singer / songwriter / coffee
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