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Day Sixty Five

Is it strange that I've gotten so used to doing this every day, and so far into it, that I've forgotten what I've touched on and what I haven't? I hope that's not strange, because that's my reality.

I was thinking about it today, and while some small part of me has wanted to start my own record label for the last five years or so, the true genesis of wanting to actually make it happen stems from a conversation I had earlier this year. It started with my wanting to open an independent record store, and ended up as so much more. From that initial idea, things morphed into a club/rehearsal space here in town (affectionately dubbed the "Ingersoll Rock & Roll Theatre & Lounge." It'd be part club & rehearsal space (as I said), part lesson studio, part recording studio, and part indie store. The record label would run out of the offices there, and supply the small indie store with a bulk of its product. It occurred to me that having that many choices all in one place would help the business as a whole make enough money to stay afloat. It's a crazy idea, I know, and maybe it's a pipe dream, but it's a pipe dream that some way, somehow, someday, I'd like to see through, whether it's here in the DSM, or somewhere else entirely.

So many things driving me (total expression on my instrument, label thoughts, Berklee), but somehow, for the first time in a long time, it feels like all of it is possible.

Oh, and for those of you who noticed a day ending in a "5" and didn't get an accompanying list... chill out, it's only been 72 hours.

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