Looking Back on When I Was a Rock Star (More Videos Below)

This week, I want to do something a little different…  No business stories, life lessons, travel vlogs, or long-winded narratives…

I want to get more personal.

In this blog, I’m going to give you a glimpse into a period of my life not many people are familiar with.  This period fell roughly between my middle and high school years, and looking back, I can honestly say it was perhaps the most interesting and creative period of my life to date.

I was a rock star.

Or at least I thought I was…  I made movies.  I recorded albums with my garage band friends.  I even played shows around town.  Guess who’s band made a guest appearance playing Green Day hits at the middle school dance?  You got it…  The boys from Exit 99.

To get the full picture of this period of my life, we have to start at the beginning.

My parents have always been supportive of some of my wildest, most far-flung ideas and hobbies.  When I was just three years old, they somehow thought it might be a good idea to buy me my first drum set.  It was a rather appalling combo of hot pink and baby blue (a true hit with the preschool ladies I’m sure) and was everything my little toddler self had ever wanted.  When it showed up under the tree for Christmas that year, I’m sure my neighbors were equally as pumped about it as I was.

From that day forward, I was a changed man.

Music gave me purpose and something to work towards.  Every single penny I ever made mowing lawns growing up went straight to purchasing drums, DJ gear, and cameras.  I was on a first-name basis with all the employees at my local Guitar Center.  In fact, I spent so much time hanging out there that they would give up their sales commissions just so I could buy the latest gear at a lower cost.

Then college happened.  I got a real job and moved into an apartment that strictly forbids the type of noise and debauchery that goes along with a drum set.  And then I stopped playing.

I’m ashamed to admit it has been over a year since I’ve even touched drum sticks.  I’m sure one day I will go back to playing, but for now, I’ll have to stick to memories.  No matter what happens, my quasi-rock star period will forever be an integral part of my life.

Here is a selection of videos from my glory days.  I do hope you enjoy.

See you next Sunday at 8:30pm.  🙂