A while back I threw up a post on one of my social networking links (
Twitter,
Facebook) about how I was wasn't going to "make it" in this industry because of anything BUT the fans. The more I play, the more I write, the more I firmly believe that. For the thousands of you that have reached out to help me and my music I wish that I had the time, money, or stamps to send you each a card of thanks. Alas, this will have to do. I'll try to make it as short and sweet as I can.
I'm very much living in the present and understand that NONE of this would be possible without the support of my friends and fans. Being an independent musician can be compared to server/bartender jobs working off of tips or any other tip waged income but the heart of the matter is: I love what I do and the people that help me do it. As much as it seems that I'm out there hitting the road solo in my wee Corolla, I bring all of you along with me.
I wish I had a way to tell each of you how amazing it is to be able to perform songs that I've written and interpreted and see you in the audience smiling, bobbing your head, tapping your foot, and ultimately throwing money my way to purchase an album or a piece of merchandise that I've created. I wish I had a dollar for every person that walked up to me and said, "Keep living the dream." It's that person and every other person who tells their friends about me, comes back singing my songs, and ultimately puts gas in my car, food in my belly, and gets me to the next destination, that allows this dream to be a reality.
Ultimately I AM living my dream, but ALL of you are in this dream with me. For that and for continuing to share the groove with your friends and family I will be forever in your debt. Thank you all my Cribblets and, as always, keep driving.
