25


Well here it is. I’m 25. Great… In all seriousness today has been an awesome day. I really feel like an adult, mature and all.

For instance, I went shopping with my grandma. Then I went to math class. I’m about to watch Thor on blu ray. So yes, as you can gather, I’m basically still 15. What is ten years anyways?

Speaking of 15, my band played a show last night in Spokane. We played 2nd and the first band was a group of 15 year olds playing Romones -ish type music.What’s truly enjoyable about my band, is that since we fit into a lot of varieties of “rock,” we get to play with a lot of different types of bands. There are some that are great, and then there are some that are just not my cup of tea, coffee, or egg nog.

This band that opened for us last night was this group of kids with shitty equipment, bad timing, wretched tuning, and hearts of gold. They just had the time of their lives playing on that stage. The best part is that they were just being themselves. They were laughing, joking around… being ridiculous. It reminded me of The Push Game (for those of you from SLO county).

I got caught up thinking about how many bands form, practice, and perform with the goal of being someone or something else. I watch a lot of bands who try to recreate and follow after trends. Bands who see something on the internet and loose sight of what they see in the mirror. After watching their live set, I had to take stock in what my band was offering. Is our presentation an honest reflection of who we are?

(Pause for effect)

I thought about the affect this can have on every day life. When I walk around, talk, and meet people, do they see the real me?

As I’m turning 25, I honestly feel myself becoming more and more comfortable with who I am and what I have to offer the world. Things like where I’ve come from, what I’ve screwed up on, and how many bad blogs I’ve written don’t mean a thing. No matter what happened yesterday, every new day is a chance to tackle your dreams, accomplish your goals, and share the love of Yahweh.

You shouldn’t have to turn 25 to realize this, but I did.

And if you don’t like it, you can shove it.

Respectably of course.

Birthday present? Check out my band at http://www.facebook.com/thefunctionmusic Give us a listen and come to a show.

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One comment

  1. “You shouldn’t have to turn 25 to realize this, but I did. And if you don’t like it, you can shove it.” – That’s awesome. I didn’t feel that way until I turned 50. You’re way ahead of the game son. And thanks for saying “shitty”. That’s real. I love that word. shitty, shitty, shitty
    God bless you on your B-day. I love you son.

    Uncle Steve

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