I whooped. It's such a good whooped though. Being
productive is a drug. And even more amazing, is that
on top of all I've produced in the past 2 months and
am still producing - oh speaking of which, here's the
I think I like the
back of this one more than either of the last two...
ANYWAY on top of all I've produced in the past 2
months and am still producing, this week in Columbus
has been spent literally dreaming about the next show.
I'm watching it in my head as I fall asleep
biggest influence for all this is my dad's
new keyboard that has allowed me to create
the "theme" for the entire show.
It'll pretty much be the glue that puts
all the pieces together and is actuall an
instrumental version of the last song
I posted: "Empty Walls". Once
I nailed that instrumental piece - I
just saw the entire show. I'm just so
excited for this show. I have so many
ideas flowin' out of me.
Some great ways to
trick the audience and really play with the live/taped
thing. This show will be incredible. And being able to
bring back all the old "Hearing My Thoughts" sets as
I tell "The Journey"...wow.
Hell forget even
the music - I just imagine me onstage talking
about coming to LA, and in each TV are all those very
first Journey videos running on every screen...it's
like a living breathing website performed live. I mean
- FINALLY there's a substantive reason to have
chronicled 5 years of my life so anally and all with
videos. It just seems perfect people. It just seems
like the key. It seems like the culmination of
everything... and the best part? The ending. That it
doesn't end. I end it saying... "This will be Entry #
____, the Journey continues". Whew. I'm gonna take my
time here and really make this special. I want to
have it ready by August 2005 when we're having a
Family Reuinion so I can get more of the family
to see all this. The Journey isn't exactly a pretty
story - but it has the potential to be completely
special. I just can't wait. I start working
on it the second I get home.
And then there's
that word man...home. I can't even express how
hard the past few days have been. How unbelieveably
envious I am of Jessica for truly being able to
live back here. In every single way except my
starry-eyed dreams - Columbus is home. Family being
footsteps away, grass - actual weather patterns, great
neighborhoods - HUGE houses for
$150,000...basements, no traffic, sincere people, good
schools, friendly neightbors...ugh. I could go on and
on. This is home. But I can truly, never have that.
Why the fuck do I sacrifice all of that
happiness? I've said it a million times man -
I believe it's right. I believe if you overlook
the 6 billion people on this planet, and a big hand
picks them up and scans them...my scan comes up:
entertainer/artist. Period. In the history of mankind
I just don't believe there's been a more obvious
candidate to be what I am. What I've created in
the past 10 years is proof of that if nothing else.
But man, Jessica is extremely lucky...
considering her week. Get this. I step on the
plane Thursday. She starts to get really sick. By the
next morning she's completely dyin'...throwin up, flu
like symptoms - just hurtin'. I told her she should
probably go to the hospital - good thing, it's her
appendix and she has an emergency appendectomy that
night. (sigh). I mean could the timing be any worse?
Everything went alright but recovery from that surgery
kinda sucks. You can't laugh, cough - stand up, do
much of anything. It's a good two weeks she's gonna be
out. Thankfully she's kinda moved in with Marshall and
Mary for the week (thank you 500 times over guys) and
she's in good spirits. It sucks because she was
planning to come out to surprise me at the show
tomorrow night, as she was only gonna be able to get
away from work for like 4 days. Not now. Sucks, her
being there made the last joke of the night so much
easier to swallow. I kinda poke fun of me being
divorced twice at 28 and well....no it will and
would've been uncomfortable either way. It's just an
uncomfortable joke - but it will be a good segue into
talking about a few things at the end of the show. $10
saysa about 10 people find out we're getting divorced
at that exact moment. Heh. Can't be any worse than
hearing about it on the radio first. LOL. God my life
is fuckin weird.
...but goddamn do
I love it. For the first time in my life, I'm
completely cool about getting older. Why? I know
I will fill everyday of my life with amazing
ideas, amazing projects, amazing productions - all in
an effort to entertain and get me to the next level.
And when I'm dead and gone - anyone who cares will be
able to truly know who I was and what
I stood for with a few clicks of a mouse, and a
few hours of entertainment. How can you possibly be
unhappy about that? And it comes full circle because
if I was in Columbus right now, there'd be zero
motivation to continue to keep climbing a ladder that
only goes up 5 rungs. I'd be sitting on that 4th and
5th rung forever. Yeah in LA, I may only be on
the 7th of 1,000 - but I'm movin'. That movement, that
Journey....that's all that matters.
Here's hopin' the
show kicks ass tonight. Errr...kicks butt.
Yeah, the only
worry now is keeping "Live Adam" clean.