Paris is a question I simply do not know how to pose. Grime and gold; reality and perception; vaping shops and tourist tat.
Is it a bad thing that I am participating in this process, even though I now know that I realistically do not want the job, even if offered it?
If you find yourself listening to the words which someone has used, and saying “obviously, what they meant was…”, chances are that you did not listen to what they said.
Full disclosure: I am an incredibly angry person, but that does not mean that I hate. The two are too often conflated.
My mind keeps popping in the notion that this is somehow a new problem, a by-product of our new, over-connected technological age. But that’s nonsense.
For all but the most successful musicians, the life of playing music is a relatively precarious existence, based on keeping a string of jobs in progress.
No one at all can “have it all” without losing something very important. Top business people have no home or family lives of their own, and that is the waste of a life.