The Adventures of a Relatively Unknown Musician

I guess seeming a little narcissistic is hard to avoid when you are trying to encourage acknowledgement of your existence on people. I just want everyone who comes across this site to know that I am really uncomfortable on this point. However, I must persevere so that you all may have a better idea of where my music is coming from. I thought about taking the icy, professional approach to promotion, but that just seemed boring and unnatural.

Starting today, my journal is out load.

Monday October 20th 2008

Sitting outside a rural cemetary stealing internet. My stomach is still in the perpetual spin it’s been it since I graduated (two years ago). Can’t stand my job, but so overwhelmed by all that needs to be done to get out of it. Stalemate. There is a huge difference between making music and creating music for a living. Me, I have no interest in making music right now. I wish I did. The cash flow is steadier. But no matter how many times I have run this prospect past my gut, it is turned out.

So, I must stick it out in the wrong job, and wake each morning fighting off the urge to sleep for three more years. I have to get my ass out of bed, look in the mirror and convince myself that what I have to offer the world is worth their time. That I am not kidding myself. I know I am not alone. This has been the reality of songwriter’s who have no coat tails to ride for all eternity. There is some comfort in that.

This has been an introduction to the Adventures of a Relatively Unknown Musician. Each hurdle I crash into, skim or sail over, I am going to try and share it with you. If I can make this happen, you will have a front row seat to the spectacle. 

Today, a skimmed hurdle. 

 

To those of you tryi 

   

2 Comments

  1. You’re wonderful Kori. Such a great mind..

  2. I loved the song on your site. Can’t wait to hear the final CD. Reserve one for me.

    Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

    Robyn from Vancouver

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