You know, life is kind of funny. You never know where it’s going to take you. As you all know by now, I’m kind of looking to find myself these days. I’m into way too many things, even though I enjoy doing them all, and sometimes I get a little scattered, but every once in a while I manage to stumble into something that isn’t just fun but profitable as well.
Just the other day, after writing for myself most of my life, I decided to put an ad in the Warrior For Hire section of the Warrior Forum. I figured what the heck. Maybe I can pick up a few bucks writing something other than C, A minor, F and G.
Anyway, I get a very unusual request. Somebody who I’ve known for a very long time now wanted me to write a humorous piece. Now, I’m not exactly the funniest guy in the world as you can probably tell by my self loathing and constant pity parties I throw for myself, but I figured I’d give it a shot.
Well, to make a long story short, I wrote this editorial piece, kind of like in the style of Louis Black from The Daily Show, and my friend said it was genius. You had to see the smile on my face when I read that remark.
And it got me to thinking.
I’ve been a musician since before Reagan got into office. Music has been my whole life for so long that I can’t remember even doing anything else. Where did this non musical writing talent, that ironically has made me more money than my music probably ever will, come from?
And that got me thinking some more.
When I was a kid, I used to write little short stories and plays. They weren’t any good. I mean how good can a 10 year old kid who’d never seen anything outside of his own backyard write? But it was something I enjoyed. And there was a time I guess I considered doing it for a living.
But then I grew up and wanted to be a sportscaster, DJ, actor and God knows how many other things until I finally went to college and became another unemployed, educated bum. It took me a whole year to get my first job out of college and to do that I actually had to go back to school and get yet another certificate in programming computers. Talk about something I never intended to do.
Fast forward about 25 years and I was at a job where I was doing, you got it, tech writing. I tested software and wrote up documentation for it so that people could use it without taking down the North Eastern power grid.
Today, I realized that I’d been writing something for almost all of my life. If it wasn’t music it was plays, poems, novels, short stories, and yes, even software documentation.
And while all these things are quite different, they all have something in common…a beginning, a middle and an end. And each part serves a different function.
Take documentation. The beginning is essentially an overview of the software itself. It tells the end user what they’re going to learn in the rest of the document. The middle is the meat of the documentation where they actually get the instruction of how to use the software. And finally, the end is the summary or maybe instructions on who to contact if you have any questions or problems with the software. It might even include a sales pitch for other related software.
Music isn’t really any different. Your intro is the beginning. Now, some songs, like “Hey Jude” don’t have intros. But these are the exceptions rather than the rules. After the intro you have the meat of your song, which can be of many different forms such as AABA or ABAB and so on. And finally, you have your ending. Some songs have very short endings and others, like the song “We Are America” have very elaborate “over the top” endings.
This is all kind of like life, which also has a beginning, a middle and an end. The problem with life is that you may know when your beginning was (mine was November 11, 1957) but you really can never tell when your middle is and certainly when your end comes. I’m going to be 57 this November. I could have a good 30 years left or I could be gone by this time next year. I have no way of knowing.
And that is why we have to make the most out of every single day of our lives. Because once it’s over, it’s over. There are no do overs. There is no going back in time. We don’t have a Tardis. We can’t regenerate.
So while I’d love to be creating music that people can enjoy, I realize that there is more to writing than music. And with that realization, more ways to earn a living through your writing. And if writing is writing, what does it really matter what you do as long as you’re doing something that you enjoy? More importantly, since we all have to eat to stay alive and have to buy food to eat and have to make money to buy that food, we sometimes can’t be choosy about what we do to make that money. I certainly can’t.
This doesn’t mean that I stop writing music. Not even close. There are enough hours in the day for me to write my music and do the things I need to do in order to put food on the table. Truth is, I’ve been doing that my whole life. I’ve hardly made $10 in my whole life from my music, not counting when I used to play drums in a band. Long story.
Point is, music can be a hobby, like mine has pretty much always been if I’m honest with myself. And that’s okay. In fact, it may be better than okay. It may be the best thing that could happen to me.
After all, when something becomes a job, no matter how much you love it, it’s still a job.
Music should never be a job.
For The Love Of Music,
Steven “Wags” Wagenheim