
This past Wednesday, I was in the studio with DJ Metal Mistress for her Metal Meltdown show. Unlike previous shows, this one was definitely a bit different.
I didn’t promote anything for once!
We talked on air about music in general, fave bands, took questions from people in the chat room. Aside from talking briefly about the June 28 gig with Rock Hard at Bardi’s, I was not in informercial mode. Felt good to relax and chill out. Any time the Metal Mistress and I get together, it’s very natural and laid-back. Lots of laughs, and I talk enough to power a small country.
We played select tracks from bands I hand-picked, ranging from Led Zeppelin to Deep Purple, Sex Pistols to Black Flag, but didn’t get to chuck in heavier stuff like Morbid Angel and Cannibal Corpse. Next time, right?
But the last 15 minutes of the show was devoted to me talking about TM Stevens. Metal Mistress asked me about how he and I first met, and I felt like my dad talking about “Back in the day…” I guess it’s inevitable that when you hit a certain age, you reminisce. I said on the show that it’s fine to do that but I am all about moving forward. Still was great talking about “those days” and what a ride it was to play in his band.
I refuse to be stuck in the past though. Yes, it’s good to think back, learn from our mistakes, have some laughs, shed some tears. But rivers flow in one direction and that’s exactly what I am doing. I don’t have much going on and that’s okay. When the universe taps me on the shoulder (or bangs me over the head with a 2×4), then I will know what the next move is.
For now, I want the focus to be on surrounding myself with good people.
They are scarce but do exist.