“You’ve made your bed, now lie in it.”
This is one of those strange outdated phrases that still lingers on in the vernacular of people who, quite honestly, I believe should be much older than I am.
About 5 years ago, I started working at a large church; first directing music, then directing the creative team. After a year or so, the definitions of that role started to erode into descriptions that no longer made a lot of sense.
This got very old, very fast.
So I did what I normally do when work requirements become ridiculous. I ran straight to my studio, in some sort of emotional self-defense, and began composing, recording and producing music. This time it was instrumental music beds. I think this started in earnest in November. The first was to roll out in January, the next, in March, and the most recent in May.
The first one was “In The Wild,” which was composed on the theme of wild animals. The next was “Battle Stations,” which has a fairly obvious array of military themes, and the last one I made was called “Rhyme Or Reason.” That one was the hardest because there were no concrete themes or images, so I wrote with the idea of combining seemingly disconnected sounds and styles (say, harpsichord and wah-wah guitar, or late-70′s ELP-flavored prog rock synthesizer with early sixties Gretsch guitar through a wide-swingin’ tremolo).
All in all, I wrote and produced nearly thirty minutes of original instrumental music in a few short weeks, spread out around the holidays, and rendered mostly late at night. Each helped set a definite and unique mood for the church’s teaching series, and aside from some humming-along and toe-tapping, no one really noticed much. Eh well.
The job situation reached the boiling point about two weeks ago, and I left. Life is too short and too precious to manage unnecessary absurdity, particularly when it ventures into hostility. So I’m out, and I’ve been focusing on what’s important- time with family, completing a challenging class I started in January, making music as much a part of my day-to-day as is possible, planning for the future, and taking care of myself; just to name a few.
Today, I finished recording music for an album that will honor my friend who took his life a few weeks ago. That’s pretty heavy. And I may only be partially employed at the moment, but for the first time in two and a half years, I’m not dragging myself around and worrying about unsolvable problems.
So I guess I made my bed.
I also made music beds.
And the organization for whom I had made those music beds, has made its own bed.
Each of us makes our own bed. I suppose if you’re going to lie down in the one you make, you should like where it is.
While you’re pondering that, feel free to listen to these beds.