July 30, 2013
I met a very interesting woman on Martha’s Vineyard over the weekend. She’s a friend of a friend. Well, now she’s simply a friend. Her name is Mara. She lives in Vermont and she gave me a ride back to Boston yesterday. She was heading back home after a month on Martha’s Vineyard. I was there for about 84 hours and we were both sad to leave.
Alex, Canary’s keyboardist and my best friend, called me on our way back. After our conversation I told Mara the saga of Canary in as few words as possible and expressed my thoughts on Berklee musicians tendencies to be very individualistic. I told her I hated that aspect about most Berklee musicians and, before I could finish, she quickly chimed in, “[It’s because] you’re a collaborator.”
Bear in mind, this woman has known me for about two days now. She’s very keen and seized me up quickly.
She finished my sentence for me. She’s right. I am a collaborator. I love working with other people and I love more than anything else to be in a band because it’s everything I love in one place. Music, people, having fun, creating something. It’s perfect. When done right, it’s perfect.