Sundogue said:For me there isn't a single hobby I enjoy that I haven't turned into some kind of money making venture. Music is no different.
But for me, playing music was something I felt compelled to do. From the earliest age of maybe 6 or 7, sitting at our old "out of tune" piano out on the porch playing anything and everything that came into my head was just something I had to do. I didn't just want to, I had to.
When my brother gave me his guitar and a friend gave me his cheapo Montgomery Ward drum set I just had to learn every Beatles and Stones song wearing out my brother's 45's on his phonograph. I didn't know why then, but I just had to do it...for hours on end.
The first time I seriously played for someone and got a pleasing reaction to it, I knew what I did moved people. I knew that there was something inside me that connected with that same "something" that's inside all of us.
Being onstage and having the power to elicit emotions from people is quite the spiritual elixir. Playing alone, or just with a couple other musicians and never sharing it with others (not even in a small, intimate non-professional setting like a backyard gathering), is such a waste of divine energy (IMO).
There is so much that goes into a person to be able to play an instrument, and so much that person puts in of their own self, why wouldn't one want to share that with others?
I can understand not wanting to gig...there is a lot that goes into it. I can't imagine ever stopping gigging. I'll gig as long as I can play, even if they have to wheel my ass out there in a wheelchair and a tank of oxygen. I don't do it just for myself.
But that's me.
+1
I remember being 13 and playing a private party. When we were done playing some older gentleman came up to the band members and gave each of us a 20 dollar bill. Cool as hell
