I am extremely excited to finally have my debut EP ready, it’s been a long time coming and it almost didn’t happen. The story of how i came to put this EP together is a long and exciting one, so the next few blog posts i will take you through the last 12 months and my story that has helped create my EP, The yarra street project.
This year has been really exhilarating, but challenging at the same time. This time 12 months ago I was sitting in a cafe in South Melbourne opposite the markets, it was a Friday and the place was bustling. I went down to eat lunch ($1 oysters, come on, who could resist!) with my close friend Luke, and we were talking about life and music. Luke is an aspiring musician too, and a very very talented one at that. We spoke about my original music and my goals for the future. I said “to be honest, i haven’t given it much thought”. Luke was a very up-front and caring friend who would often give me some home truths I didn’t always want to hear, but when I look back on it now he always had my best interest at heart.
After leaving Luke for lunch I got thinking: “what do I want to do with my life? How do I find out, trust myself and actually follow through with my decision?” After thinking on it for days I finally came to the conclusion that I would seek my answers overseas, I had hoped being out of my comfort zone in another country would trigger something in my brain or in my heart that would give me an answer. So I decided to by a ticket for one to the USA, hire an RV and travel up the Californian coast. Just me, my guitar and mic… set to leave in only 8 weeks!
This decision was so impulsively out of character by me, but something in my stomach told me that I had to go.
When I told my old man/dad (hehe), he was like “are you kiddin’? Alone? What are you trying to achieve?” My dad hasn’t done much traveling. He has owned the family transport company his whole life and always has structure, he’s never taken too many risks. After leaving Dad’s I was feeling more comfortable with my decision to head overseas. My intention was to drive from San Diego to San Francisco.
“How am i going to do this?” was the prominent thought I had running through my head for the next couple of days, “where do i start?”
I thought “stuff it, I’ve got to get on to this”. I jumped online, booked the RV, and started looking into hiring PA equipment. I wasn’t going to go overseas and without playing my music, I had to gig. So I devised a rough plan of attack; travel up the coast and do free gigs in as many of the cities I drove through as possible.
Aaaaarrrrggghhh it would have been so easy to keep on doing the same thing everyday for how ever long i would do it, cause you fall into a false sense of security these days, cause your scared to take the leap of faith, cause its comfortable to keep doing what your doing but deep down being unhappy… i would always ask my self “What if a fail, what if i fall?” These demons would enter my head just about everyday before i left, but i wasnt going to let my life pass me by and in ten years think to myself, “what if i was meant to try something different” “why didnt i give myself a chance to follow my passion?”
Not this time!
The next month flew by and before you knew it i was boarding a flight to the USA to discover myself!