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INTO THE WILD PART I - ALBUM PROLOGUE Is There Anybody Here? Is a question I’ve asked to myself for a long time now. I’m sure this isn’t hard to believe but I wasn’t exactly the most confident teenager, I struggled with getting to grips with what constitutes popularity and with that came a certain level of confusion and bewilderment, I can’t speak for anyone other than myself but in my opinion to become popular it was simple, for the guys it was to join the football team and date the cheerleaders and for the girls it was to be pretty and date the footballers, in my opinion that is one of the most vicious cycle’s you’ll ever find.
Of course I wasn’t in that cycle and would never be able to be in that cycle, But I found music as my one saving grace, My parents thought I was too weird because I wouldn’t/couldn’t interact with my fellow classmates, hell they even made me see a psychiatrist, I couldn’t have been more uncomfortable in my own skin.
I found something without even searching, I found music, It was an overwhelming feeling that for four and a half minutes everything that worried me just dissipated and for four and a half minutes I was happy. This is for me, This is it, This is what I’m gonna do. It was maybe a little naïve to just assume that I’d have something, lets face it, you can have all the talent in the world and still somehow go unnoticed.
I spend every second of my teenage years just dreaming of being up onstage and performing to thousands, I’m not there yet but there’s always hope. I learnt to play guitar and spend every waking second just trying to perfect every single detail of my playing until my fingers bled and it was one million percent worth it because it gave me so much more than just a career, it gave me a dream, something to work towards.
I was the guy sitting alone at the lunch table chewing on some dry piece of bread just dreaming of standing in front of an audience willing to listen.
Of course no one was quite willing to listen, even the suggestion of me becoming someone was laughed at, I don’t want this to be some “sad story”, I don’t want this to be some story about “the poor loser guy”. I’m just talking about what it is that got me to where I am, I’m not big headed to think that I’ve made it and everything will come just so easily, I know that I’ve got a hard road ahead but I’m trying and that’s all I expect from myself.
Music quickly became my life and it’s all I wanted to do, I found solace and hope and love in music. It made me belief that there’s something for everyone in this world.
You may call me naive but I still belief that music has the effect to change people’s life and I’m sure that a lot of people will confirm my beliefs and I encourage that, I wanna hear about the girl close to ending it all until she heard (The Cure) Just Like Heaven or Here Comes A Regular (The Replacements).
If I can make just one person feel better with my music then I’ll consider myself a success. We all need a little help every so often and maybe you’ll stumble across it or maybe it will hit you like a train but when it does, make sure you savour every little moment because, my friend, your life will never be the same.
I know some people may read this and instantly dismiss this but if you do read this and find yourself thinking negatively about it then please ask yourself, have you ever laughed in someone’s face or looked down on someone because they earn less money than you, if you have then maybe you need guidance more than anyone, maybe you should pick up this record and clear your mind and just let it take you on the journey.
We all have stories to tell, and although you may only remember the beginning or the end, you’ll never forget the journey. Edited by user 10 February 2011 06:11:57(UTC)
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