Hey, my friends-
So, I sit here at the precipice of a major lifestyle change, and I thought it might be appropriate to share.
Over the past 10 years or so, I've really poured my effort, attention, and money into music. I've pursued it from many different angles. I've let it distract me from my wife, my day job, my home, and over the last three years, my children. I've told myself that if I can just "make it," things will get better. I've hooked up with a semi-famous artist and have taken any gig he has thrown at me, hoping that it would get me closer to the great unknown that is success and joy as a part of Music.
I am near divorce. I am tired and sad.
Last Wednesday, my wife of 10 years and I smashed dishes while yelling at each other while the kids took naps. We have been in counseling for quite some time but things seem to go the proverbial 1 step forward and 2 steps back. Our families live nearby, but they don't help much with the kids. I work full time, and she stays home full time, and we both resent each other. My 8-month-old daughter cries a lot, doesn't sleep much, and doesn't take good naps. My 3-year-old daughter throws fits constantly. They are truly sweet and beautiful children, but I think they sense the familial stress.
Last Thursday, against the advice of my therapist, my wife and I got into the car to drive 15 hours out to her brother's wedding, something we'd been planning for months. We resolved as we always do to try to work together and cut each other slack. At 6 hours in, we were at each other's throats.
At 3 days in, we were working together.
At 7 days in, it was like we were a team again.
Our trip covered 2200 miles in 7 days with our children. During that time, I felt a bit of an urge to play guitar, but I felt very little need to play in a band. I felt content to listen to and enjoy music. I felt content to drive with my family, to look out the window, to drive silently and hold my wife's hand. The trip was not without its challenges, but we worked together as a family.
Now that we're back, I feel reality pulling us back.
My wife and I have always loved road tripping together; in fact, it's one of the few passions we share. We've always talked about selling our home, buying a cheaper home more towards the middle of the US, and buying an RV. We want our girls to see the states, to develop an appreciation for travel and an idea of the breadth of the US, and we want them to know they don't have to engage in the rat race and be seduced by the material world if they don't want to. So, we're back in talks of doing so—of moving to a rural, central town, buying a less expensive home, and buying an RV and showing our girls the expanse of it all. A more relaxed and more free existence.
I'd already quit two of my three projects prior to the trip (basically out of fatigue), and the only thing now is the semi-famous artist. I'm considering throwing it all away to become a member of my family. Many would suggest that I should get divorced as things have become so tense and as I've admitted, we share few passions. They'd say that vacation can't last forever. Many would call it a desperation move, and perhaps it is. I can tell you honestly though, it has been a long time since I've felt joy like I felt on that trip. Prolonged and sustained, and in a way that music has not given me heretofore.
I've begun a gear purge, keeping enough stuff to fulfill my obligations to the aforementioned musician and to keep myself happy, as I'm sure I'll still play. Our families won't receive this news well, and if I'm honest, it is likely to all peter out once the feeling passes. I'm quite capricious and convincing, and my wife is almost always willing to embrace my excitement about an idea. As such, we've had a lot of big ideas we've never followed through on. Maybe this post is an attempt to keep the feeling alive. One thing is for sure: the way things have been going, something has to change.
Anyway, thanks for listening. This site has been both a blessing and a curse over the past 6 years, and where better to share it. If any of you have done or felt anything similar, I'd love to hear your story.
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UPDATE:
Thanks to all who have chimed in. Perhaps ironically, this is the best experience I've had on TalkBass yet.
I've emailed the musician to let him know my decision, to tell him that I'd honor my obligations to him, and that I'd appreciate if he could sub me for any of the dates coming up. I probably should've called, but I don't know that I could've kept my resolve. I did tell him I'd be happy to discuss on the phone now that I've laid it out. I thanked him and told him honestly how much I enjoy his music, the experiences we shared, and that were I a single man with no kids I'd have damn near quit my job to take whatever dates he could give me. I hope he understands, but I can imagine it being quite a frustrating message to receive with all the work he has to do as his own manager these days.
Having a clear schedule can't come soon enough.
So, I sit here at the precipice of a major lifestyle change, and I thought it might be appropriate to share.
Over the past 10 years or so, I've really poured my effort, attention, and money into music. I've pursued it from many different angles. I've let it distract me from my wife, my day job, my home, and over the last three years, my children. I've told myself that if I can just "make it," things will get better. I've hooked up with a semi-famous artist and have taken any gig he has thrown at me, hoping that it would get me closer to the great unknown that is success and joy as a part of Music.
I am near divorce. I am tired and sad.
Last Wednesday, my wife of 10 years and I smashed dishes while yelling at each other while the kids took naps. We have been in counseling for quite some time but things seem to go the proverbial 1 step forward and 2 steps back. Our families live nearby, but they don't help much with the kids. I work full time, and she stays home full time, and we both resent each other. My 8-month-old daughter cries a lot, doesn't sleep much, and doesn't take good naps. My 3-year-old daughter throws fits constantly. They are truly sweet and beautiful children, but I think they sense the familial stress.
Last Thursday, against the advice of my therapist, my wife and I got into the car to drive 15 hours out to her brother's wedding, something we'd been planning for months. We resolved as we always do to try to work together and cut each other slack. At 6 hours in, we were at each other's throats.
At 3 days in, we were working together.
At 7 days in, it was like we were a team again.
Our trip covered 2200 miles in 7 days with our children. During that time, I felt a bit of an urge to play guitar, but I felt very little need to play in a band. I felt content to listen to and enjoy music. I felt content to drive with my family, to look out the window, to drive silently and hold my wife's hand. The trip was not without its challenges, but we worked together as a family.
Now that we're back, I feel reality pulling us back.
My wife and I have always loved road tripping together; in fact, it's one of the few passions we share. We've always talked about selling our home, buying a cheaper home more towards the middle of the US, and buying an RV. We want our girls to see the states, to develop an appreciation for travel and an idea of the breadth of the US, and we want them to know they don't have to engage in the rat race and be seduced by the material world if they don't want to. So, we're back in talks of doing so—of moving to a rural, central town, buying a less expensive home, and buying an RV and showing our girls the expanse of it all. A more relaxed and more free existence.
I'd already quit two of my three projects prior to the trip (basically out of fatigue), and the only thing now is the semi-famous artist. I'm considering throwing it all away to become a member of my family. Many would suggest that I should get divorced as things have become so tense and as I've admitted, we share few passions. They'd say that vacation can't last forever. Many would call it a desperation move, and perhaps it is. I can tell you honestly though, it has been a long time since I've felt joy like I felt on that trip. Prolonged and sustained, and in a way that music has not given me heretofore.
I've begun a gear purge, keeping enough stuff to fulfill my obligations to the aforementioned musician and to keep myself happy, as I'm sure I'll still play. Our families won't receive this news well, and if I'm honest, it is likely to all peter out once the feeling passes. I'm quite capricious and convincing, and my wife is almost always willing to embrace my excitement about an idea. As such, we've had a lot of big ideas we've never followed through on. Maybe this post is an attempt to keep the feeling alive. One thing is for sure: the way things have been going, something has to change.
Anyway, thanks for listening. This site has been both a blessing and a curse over the past 6 years, and where better to share it. If any of you have done or felt anything similar, I'd love to hear your story.
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UPDATE:
Thanks to all who have chimed in. Perhaps ironically, this is the best experience I've had on TalkBass yet.
I've emailed the musician to let him know my decision, to tell him that I'd honor my obligations to him, and that I'd appreciate if he could sub me for any of the dates coming up. I probably should've called, but I don't know that I could've kept my resolve. I did tell him I'd be happy to discuss on the phone now that I've laid it out. I thanked him and told him honestly how much I enjoy his music, the experiences we shared, and that were I a single man with no kids I'd have damn near quit my job to take whatever dates he could give me. I hope he understands, but I can imagine it being quite a frustrating message to receive with all the work he has to do as his own manager these days.
Having a clear schedule can't come soon enough.
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