Leaving tomorrow (11/4/07) for a 12-day road trip. It's been two weeks since my resignation from WBOS. A productive two weeks, no question, but a change of scenery and a major clearing of the dome is in order. A change of perspective, a chance to listen to a ton of music, listen to the silence in between, see a lot of interesting shit and catch up with old friends along the way. Oh, and figure out what's next for me professionally...while I've had the chance to meet with several people regarding potential opportunities-some of them quite tempting and could in fact be the next step-I just can't make a decision without first putting some space between myself and all of this. Still too much emotion, too many feelings that would be too easy to let fester and harden into bitterness or regret. I left a difficult situation and want to keep the great experiences, the great moments and memories, the incredible opportunities to be thisclose to so much music and the people making it...the mentors and friends and all the internal growth at the forefront lest I turn into yet another bitter ex-radio guy. But I digress...
So in the morning (damn, the strains of Bruce's "Independence Day" are just on a continuous loop in my head right now), I load up the car and make the brief 9-hour jaunt to Cleveland. What better way for a music junkie to start than by visiting the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame? Get my head right with the rock again...hard as they tried, they never were able to kill my passion for the music. All this music was what kept me going thru all the turmoil from the time I was 8 years old and got my first Beatles "Best Of" collection. All this music is what kept me together as a teenager and into my 20's, made me feel a little bit less alone and realizing that I'm not the only one searching, looking for answers or at least meaning, an insecure kid with "Born to Run" playing constantly in the background, wanting a big American muscle car and a Jersey girl to head off past the factories with, to get to that something better than this...fuck, now I'm sounding like a character in one of those Bruce songs...
Anyway, Cleveland tomorrow. Hotel booked thru Priceline. Bless their half-priced hearts, it does work. Ironically, I am going to see Springsteen tomorrow night. Maybe that's why those songs are running thru my head right now (or maybe it's the all-Bruce channel on Sirius I've been listening to so frequently lately). RRHOF all day Monday. Tuesday morning, off to Pittsburgh, lunch with my old friend (and former intern!) Cindy Howes, who moved there a few months ago to host mornings on WYEP. Maybe an afternoon at the Warhol museum, and then ? Stay in Steeltown? Head out early evening, drive a few hours down into the Smoky Mountains? Possible. I'm taking the off-the-beaten path route from there to Myrtle Beach. Yosef's bachelor party in Myrtle Beach, a long weekend with my oldest friends and another chance to reconnect with a part of my life that was largely neglected for several years while I worked my ass off. After that, stops in N.C., Virginia, maybe Jersey and then back here, back to this reality. It's not all bad; my family is here, most of my friends, most likely my next paycheck, and most of all my love is here. After all, no matter how hard you try, you just can't outrun what's in your head.
Next post will be from the road...god bless and be well.
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Don't try to outrun what's in your head my man, but don't let what's in your head run away with you;)
It's our experiences that make us who we are in the sense of how we react to the world, but they are not real, they've already happened. What's real is what's now - so enjoy the now.
And Rock On!
danmillen
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