As I've said already, I'm experiencing a blue period right now. Although I had a conference call with my agent this morning, and it went well, I'm still having somewhat overwhelming doubts about my desire to truly work in and around the film industry. But, I've not given up hope. In the meantime, I still have this on off gig with my former employer in the UK, and it is honestly a bit relieving to do day in day out work, it provides some type of baseline, if nothing else.
Today, though, I'm having a hard time. I was out till 2am last night, with Pedro, as usual. Another cousin of mine, Jorge, was out as well, but left at midnight like I should have. He's a stockbroker, and I should have followed his lead. But, I needed last night. The DJ was on full steam, and was mixing great classic tracks with newer stuff.
I heard both of these last night, and decided to repost them, since I'm still thinking of them right now. The first, again, takes me back to my heyday in NYC in the early 90's, when my cousins and I would tear the shit out of any club we hit, and were still getting huge bonuses and making all our meetings. We were fucking rock stars. I truly am feeling my age in the midst of this existential crisis. It could also have been the 8 shots of Patron I had last night, I'm going to let the jury decide that one. But, it was at that moment last night, when I knew I was going to be a wreck this morning, that the second track came in, and picked me right back up. I'm thinking of booking Joker for my birthday next year, or perhaps on Mexican Independence Day this year, although I'm sure that idea will be sidelined in favor of some stupid Mariachi band or retarded Reggaeton DJ.
At any rate, I have to get back to work, but it felt good to get that off my furry little chest.
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