Let’s talk about deadlines…the self-imposed kind. I set a deadline (aka goal) to release an EP of original music this spring. Well…it is spring. And I’m not ready to release it yet. I’ve been grinding away in the studio, mixing songs as I go, and I’m in a good place. That is until I think of everything else that has to be done in order to meet my deadline.

Sure, I could go easy on myself but I think holding myself accountable is a better play. For me, whenever I have something I want to accomplish, I’m the first person to yell at me and tell me to get back to work. Self-discipline is an invaluable commodity that we all have at our disposal. We just have to be strong enough to face ourselves when lack of motivation sets in. And it does set in. “I’m tired, I don’t wanna work on music today!” Ok, that’s fine…take a break, take a nap, do whatever. But understand that you’d better work extra hard when you’re done. Being accountable to yourself builds strength and resolve…good character qualities.

Tomorrow will be a busy day in the studio. After all, today is May 12th…the first day of summer is June 21st. That means I have just a little over a month to get this thing done…no pressure, right? Yeah…right! 😳

I’ve been working really hard on my current project…the 4 (maybe 5) song EP that will be released in just a few weeks now. And it feels good. It feels good creating. It feels good writing and recording parts. It feels good putting all these musical pieces and ideas together to make these simple songs, written on acoustic guitar, come to life. It’s hard work, but it’s good work.

I’m not really sure what triggered it, but I got really sad today. I was thinking about all the creative people out there, the musicians, the writers, and the artists who don’t get the opportunity to share their creations with the world. Or maybe they do, but they don’t get to realize how valuable and precious their expression is. Often times, art is taken without a moment’s pause or thought as to what kind of effort went into making something out of nothing. Only the few get the opportunity to make a living producing beautiful things for others to consume.

Right now, I am both grateful and melancholy. Grateful because I am able to make my music…my contribution to the beauty that is art. Melancholy because of those who aren’t able to bring forth the spark of their imagination for the rest of us to see. Tonight, my thoughts are with those who long to share a piece of their soul…to add to the infinite splendor that is creation.

As a Creative, I am my own worst critic (most of us are)…and I’m really hard on myself. So much, that sometimes it’s completely counterproductive to what it is I’m trying to create. Some days are better than others, but when I’m having a particularly ‘hard on myself’ day, my confidence simply tanks. It’s a horrible feeling.

Today was one of those days, and I was telling myself that I’m not a very good singer. Try practicing your parts or recording with that mindset. How can you deliver your best performance when you’re telling yourself that you shouldn’t be even trying?

I think I stumbled on something today, and I tried it out while I was practicing some vocal harmonies. I simply told myself to DGAF! For those that may not know what this lovely acronym stands for, it’s Dont Give A F*ck. I adopted this mindset during my practice today and lo and behold, I started hitting runs and harmonies almost effortlessly. By taking that approach, it basically told my doubting brain to shut the hell up and I just sang from the heart. It was great!

So…the lesson for today…DGAF when you’re being creative. Allow the mojo to flow through you and keep your head out of the way. Just do what you do, stay focused in the moment, and trust that what you’re doing IS good enough, because after all…you DGAF!

Today was not Studio Saturday as I like to refer to my weekend studio time…obviously. Rather, today was whirlwind, round trip, nine hour car drive to pay respect to a sweet little old lady who decided it was time to move on from this plane of existence. Though I only met her a few times, it was a humbling experience to see and hear the ways in which this tiny person made big impacts in people’s lives. Rest easy Alice (aka Grandmother)…rest easy.