Journeying through the industries of freelance writing and music

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Saturday, October 20, 2012

Driving Toward the Dream of Hope Beyond Hope, part 5

By the time I got to my final day of recording, it seemed like I’d just experienced the quickest week in my entire history of living! It was something of a shock that this aspect of my CD project, Hope Beyond Hope, was “suddenly” done. The final song for which I laid out the vocals was Great Deliverance.  It went well and so that meant that it wasn’t necessary for Joshua to spend a great deal of time on getting good takes. Then I was whisked over to the production area where I added piano tracks to Great Deliverance and Behold I Stand.

I had no concept of how easy Joshua would make this, and if I had, I probably would have done my own piano part on a few more songs. Three days didn’t sound like very much time to me to put things together, and as long as it takes me to do stuff on my home recorder, I wasn’t convinced there was really enough time to lay out very many piano tracks in addition to my vocals. Obviously, a home recorder is nothing compared to working with professionals. But I figured it was better that I overestimated how much time I thought I would need to lay out piano tracks than underestimate it. I resolved that this would be good to remember for any CD project that I might do in the future.

We actually finished ahead of schedule, which meant that I would have some nice down time to relax and reflect before hitting the road. I resisted the urge to leave on Friday because I thought getting a good night’s sleep would be the better way to handle things. The only drawback was that wildfires had broken out some 20 miles away from the studio, so I felt the need to keep one eye on the news in case I needed to make a quick escape. I had my guitar with me and planned to lock it in the trunk after the sun went down for the same reason. Then I laughed at myself as I compared my mindset to my photographer’s who photographed a dangerous spider before killing it. Get the guitar…let the clothes burn. Thought pattern of a true musician.

After some brief souvenir shopping and dinner in the hotel cafeteria, I decided I needed an evening swim. I was tired, but it was a good kind of tired. It wasn’t very often in my life that I got to enjoy just living in the moment, and I felt like I’d been doing that all week long. The farthest ahead I ever looked was making sure I was well rested and prepared to sing well the next day. It was a moment I thoroughly enjoyed being in – especially since it lasted for an entire week.  

The slight disappoint that my week was coming to an end gave way to enthusiasm regarding going back home because I realized that the journey wasn’t really over. The notion of getting my music out there and what the future just might be holding was a positive one – especially since I’m one to dream big anyway. But then maybe every artist dreams big. It’s certainly dreams that keep you going when life throws difficult circumstances your way. Dreams that aren’t just some insincere fantasy are like wind in that they are felt and intensify long before the result is actually seen. As we seek the Lord about our dreams, that wind fans the passionate wildfires of the hope. As we follow His directives, our Hope beyond hope eagerly blesses us with His peace, His hope and the future He has for any who will receive Him.

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