I’m in the middle of a very productive year musically, releasing lots of independent albums, but that doesn’t mean I don’t put in 40-60 hours a week with my “real job” developing solar farms. I live in Atlanta where you gotta make some dough to feed the oven, so a “real” job is quite a necessity. Although I’m working hard with my record company and PR to turn that table, this old song of mine seems even more ironic to me today (now that I have a “real” job and am not a full time musician anymore). Thanks for listening and supporting independent music!
PT. 3 of my self motivational / crisis management song saga for the week. This one rocks!! Neil Young style. Neil just didn’t do enough songs in D minor. Anyway, in this one I see the sun dog in the sky and it is an omen to start kicking ass. True story.