Redundant Music

So this weekend my girlfriend and I went to my parents place. My brother is getting married in August and his fiancée had her wedding-shower on Saturday. It was an awesome weekend all around, I spent the day on Saturday then with friends from years gone by and the rest of the weekend with my girlfriend and family on the lake. But, I got a call on Sunday from a friend on the other side of the country that sent me into a self-analysis of missed opportunities and alternate possibilities.


My friend that called me, well let’s just say he’s A+. This kid does digital recording and audio wizardry the likes of few others. In our separate lives in Peterborough we devoured our ideal cultures. In a bender of self-depravation we sold our souls for more music. Condensing just below the surface was a raw energy waiting for a vessel. When he called me I realized that if things had been different, I’d never have had to write this blog, I never would have met any of you that are reading this and I would be rolling around behind a gigantic switchboard.






That`s Recording Arts Canada, it`s on Peter St. in Toronto.
It`s a gorgeous building with a program unrivalled by nearly anyone in North America.

It was my buddy that had graduated from there that convinced me to explore the opportunity.

This is a brief overview from the RAC site.

``At RAC, creativity is fostered through inspiration, skilled guidance, and world-class facilities. RAC's staff and faculty include top, award-winning industry pros. Our programs of study are designed with the help of the leading technology companies, industry professionals, and artists in music, sound and digital imaging.``


I did not care if the music industry had died, I wanted to do what I loved no matter what.


!!!BAM!!!$14 000!!!BAM!!!

Wow, for tuition for 9 months not including any other expense, how could I go wrong?

Then no more than a week later I got a cheque from WSIB for $13 500.

I was torn between two worlds.


Do I go to school and not have any money to do anything with or do I consider my life first. I love my girlfriend with all of my heart, we`re sick of the city we`re in and we want to do something different.

So I start to weigh the pros and cons and everything in between. And I come up with an answer.

I`m not going to go to RAC now or ever. I`m going to look at some other choices and in the mean time I`m going to play my fucking music like I paid fourteen thousand dollars to do so.


And that`s exactly what I did until a few months ago.

Now my strings are warped and rusty, my beast a dusty wreck and all of my trinkets and equipment has been forgotten.

Music has taken me on a roller-coaster and I feel that I owe it to myself to bring it back into the forefront of my life. When I`m done what I am doing and I find the time for myself I will play again.




-kade