Not sure anyone knows this. No, I know no one knows this because I never tell about it. I suffer from some severe depression. It comes in waves, some stronger than others and some lasting longer than others. It never goes away but it does get worse and then loosen up at times. No biggie. Life goes on.
Anyway, for the last year I have been withdrawing myself from things that I love, mainly music. Now, to most this isn’t a big deal. However, with me, I was a professional touring and recording musician. I worked in a studio and was a first-call session player. So, withdrawing myself from music was like taking my heart out of my chest and throwing it in the backyard, hoping nothing happened to it in an entire year of neglect. It was hard but it was weirdly comforting. I’m one of those weird kids that finds comfort in mental and emotional suffering brought on by myself.
Anyway, I just disappeared from everyone, like I’ve done before. People know where to find me if they do desire. Not many did. But my old buddy and owner of the studio I played at got in touch with me last week. He asked if I was interested in getting together with the old session guys and jamming. I obliged but told him that my amp is buried in a garage somewhere and I’m not even sure it works. You know what this guy did? He went out any bought a $1,500 GK Legacy amp, 1200 watt hybrid beast, just so I didn’t have to try to find mine.
So, yesterday we had our first jam session. For not touching anything musical in a year. I hadn’t played or even heard these songs in 5 years, yet it felt like I took a couple weeks off. Anyway, I got pics and I’m super grateful for people who still think about me.
