Things have gotten slow. At least in the music world, things are still slow. It’s so slow that there seems to be no movement what-so-ever. Friends and colleagues are considering different career paths. I understand the frustration because I also thought about a series of different career paths.
I started thinking about what I enjoy doing, what I could do, what I should do … etc. The answer is always going back to the music. Both fortunately and unfortunately given the circumstances, music is a destined career path for me. I picked a lifestyle and a career as a musician––a professional one. It has been rewarding because it is not an easy path to follow. From time to time, I sometimes doubt my decision. But music always comes back to me (or I always go back to music). Music is a way that I can express and interpret human emotions; the best way that I know.
How do I love my strong relationship with music even more? Where does my art stand in this dystopian world? How do I enjoy this rollercoaster ride despite everything? How did my passion start, and where is it heading now?
The answer is … I don’t know. The answer may or may not come to me. Enjoy the present … that may be the answer, and that might be the answer. But I also know that once a passion turns into work, then the magic disappears. It is no longer love. It is an obligation. So what do I do?