As many of you already know, for some personal/emotional reasons, but mostly for medical reasons, I left the world of music almost completely for a period of more than 25 years. In my wildest dreams I never thought I would revisit that world which had so defined the entire first half of my life. Then, in February of this year almost literally overnight, those reasons simply went away. This, for lack of a better word, miracle, while absolutely awesome, has left me in an “interesting” position. It’s like I’m a musical Rip Van Winkle.
When I walked away (went to sleep in this metaphor) from the music industry it looked like this: The major record labels jealously guarded the gates of success like some black knights of old, studio time was massively expensive and pretty much limited to 24 tracks, and if you didn’t have several million dollars to invest in a marketing campaign you might as well not bother.
Now, it’s like I’ve awakened into a brave new world. The major labels have almost “gone the way of the dodo,” millions of dollars of studio electronics have been replaced by hundreds of dollars of software and anyone with a laptop or a smartphone can literally have a global reach.
This has left me with a very steep learning curve. This is especially true in my case since my musical style has always been “production heavy.” Even with all the technical advances, I’ll probably never be the type to just knock out an album from my bedroom. It feels as if I went to sleep the pilot of a 747 and I woke up to find I’m flying the Starship Enterprise. Thank God, which I literally do, for my navigator and helmsman Magic Moreno, without whose help I most likely would have crashed and burned already.
All I can say in conclusion is that this Rip Van Winkle is extraordinarily grateful that he woke up.