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One Year to Live

This is a reprint of my post at Music in 2D, altered slightly for clarity and relevance.
You’ve heard the question before: What would you do if you knew you had exactly one year to live? I’d like to try and answer that question, from an artist’s perspective.
Maybe it’s the fact that today is my 37th birthday that brings that question to mind. Or perhaps it’s the fact that I am scheduled to see the cardiologist this afternoon. For whatever reason, I’ve begun to seriously ponder this question, and how the answer might impact my art.
Like a lot of artists I know, for most of my life I’ve felt like music was my calling, the one thing I was supposed to do. But somehow, life has always gotten in the way, slowly diminishing the time and energy I have to put into my art, and leaving me somehow regretful for not really doing everything possible to “make it” - whatever that means. I’ve actually given it a shot a few times, but some larger responsibility has always stepped in and pushed my music a few more lines down the list of priorities.
But now seems as good a time as any to consider giving it another go. I’ve always given myself the excuse that Willie Nelson (my number one musical hero if I had to choose one) didn’t really hit until he was 40. And of course he’s given us some of the best songs ever written over the last 3 decades and is still going strong. But that excuse is wearing thin, seeing as how 40 is just 3 years away now, and to be fair, Willie had a bit more traction on his career at 37 than I do now.
I haven’t read Stephen Levine’s book, but I think I understand how spending a year as if it were your last could provide great benefit. And I think I’d like to give it a shot. Of course, there are plenty of aspects of this exercise that I won’t go into here - things like spending more time with my family or getting my affairs in order. But I do believe I can provide some value to my readers at Music in 2D by sharing the aspects of this exercise that relate directly (and sometimes indirectly) to my art.
The main thing that I’m no longer going to do is continue procrastinating, making excuses, or just plain waiting for the “right time” to start getting things done, musically speaking. Because it is the right time - it always has been.
Like most folks, I’ve always been afraid of death, and for me, a big part of that has been this odd fear that I would die with songs in my head that no one has heard - that my songs would die with me. So, I plan on fixing that, by getting all of my songs recorded and uploaded. I have a lot of songs on my site already, but just as many that have never been recorded. So that’s going to be a huge priority.
Also, my thoughts leading up to and following the last couple of posts - regarding my frustration with the current state of music industry blogs, and the need we true independent artists have for one of us to succeed on our own terms, with the tools we all have available - have made me think a lot about this blog (Music In 2D) and how it can really become an invaluable resource for true independent artists. I’ve come to the conclusion that the only way for me to gain true credibility with you, my peers, and to avoid becoming just another music industry theorist, is to practice what I preach. By testing new strategies and new technologies myself, with my own music “career” as the guinea pig, I believe I will be able to provide the insights to help you succeed in your own endeavors.
So my focus over the next year will be to utilize all of the tools at our disposal to get my music out there, connect with more fans, and figure out how to make the most out of this talent I was given. I will use the new ideas and technologies popping up every day to see what works and what doesn’t so that we’ll ALL know.
Or die trying.
P.S. I’d love to hear your answer to this question, so please feel free to leave a comment.
(photo by switchpack used under a Creative Commons license)
Comments

If I had just one year left I would completely don't care if I make it or not. I would spend as much time as I could with my love doing the very boring couple stuff that just makes me happy. Success has never been a guarantee for happiness - That's my question for you: Why do you care so much?
As for why I care so much, I honestly wish I didn't. It would be so much easier that way, I think. But it's like a calling, a responsibility even. I feel like the music I make is not just my own - it's more like I'm the vessel through which the music becomes "real." To not make and share music feels like a "sin" - if there is such a thing. Turning my back on the creative force within me is like turning my back on God (whatever that is). You can turn around, but he/she/it's still right there in front of you.
And "success" for me is not about money really. Or what part of it is about money is only to the extent that I could make music full time and survive doing so. Success for me means sharing my music with as many people as possible that will benefit from it. I've had strangers tell me that my songs have helped them in some way. One guy with terminal cancer told me that one of my songs had really stuck with him and helped him through some rough times. That's why I care so much. That's why music matters.
So I agree, when success = money, then success does not = happiness. But when success means touching people and having a positive impact on their lives, then success can mean happiness. And if I can help more artists be successful in that way, that's a really good thing.
B.
Thanks for sharing your answer to the big question. Seeing California is one of the things on my list (yep, never been there), and I hope to pull off a trip down to Fuzzworld in the near future. It would be really cool to meet up with you if you're not busy flying around Europe in a hot air balloon. ;)
B.
Has anything I haven't done matter? Has anything I have done matter? Does how many children I spawn make me more than just what I am? Does how much stuff I have matter, or how much money? Have I had a positive or negative influence on my fellows? Only to those I have existed with, and perhaps, to some extent, I'll influence future generations by deeds done in this life. So, am I concerned with legacy, or someone else's definition of success and failure, how will history define me? "NO...NOT AT ALL".
Questioning my existence is an excercise in futility, as I am still defining it. Addressing my mortality is also futile, as I am still living it. Belief that once I have passed, that anything will be more or less than what it is now, absurd. So, what would I do having just a year to live? Exactly what I am doing now, not worrying about WHEN I'm going to die, and living one day at a time. Because in reality, we only have today.