It’s funny. What’s funny? Well, life’s funny. The way life goes and all that. As you know, I’m a musician. I’ve been making music since I was twelve. I’m 29 now. I’ve always, more or less, hoped I could continue with music and maybe even live from it. And what do you know, since the beginning of this year I have been able to create a regular income by composing soundtracks for dance pieces and for video works, next to to doing occasional concerts…
It’s fun. My job’s fun. Even though I try not to see it too much as a job, I have to look at it that way sometimes. I attend rehearsals of dance companies, I discuss my music with the choreographer, I get to know the life in big theatres (with big organisation and big egoes)… I get artistically challenged because writing music for dance, video (or just projects in general) is different from ‘just doing my thing’. Off course, I get to do my thing, but I have to respect the wishes of the choreographer as well, which is fine for me, by the way. I have to make sure that the dancers get into the music and respond to it in a way that suits them fine while performing… It’s interesting.
It’s cool. I go places because of these assignments I get. At this moment it’s mainly Den Haag (NL) I have to go to. I’ll put some pics of my trips later on.
Anyway, just wanted to share this. It doesn’t always have to be heavy and philosophically questioning, right?