It’s been a busy few weeks at work. It’s year-end at my job, which means a lot of extra financial reporting, schedule-building, and extreme journal entry-ing. I love what I do, but I have to admit, this time of year is stressful. At the end of the day, I pretty much go catatonic for a good hour just trying to sort my mind back out and get back into functioning-as-human mode. I know that every job has these times of the year, this is just ours…but that doesn’t make it any more fun.
So, today, I was fighting the “what-I-was-all-geared-up-to-work-on-isn’t-what-my-boss-wants-me-to-work-on” blues, and I remembered. This is the day they are putting me on the radio.
The program ended just a few minutes ago, on KGPR, 89.9 FM. It was a 30-minute show where they did a short interview and played a few songs from the Driven EP. I’ve never done a radio interview before, so it was a little different knowing people were going to hear my vocal inflections and my stammerings that Jake Sorich is always so kind to edit out when he puts my words in print for the Great Falls Tribune. I think I was mostly coherent, although I apologize for any unnecessary dead air. That Rick Tryon is like Barbara Walters–asking the tough questions like, “Is it your plan to make music your career?” I was careful to avoid saying “I wish! Can I start tomorrow?!” While I might like that type of work, I have to favor the steady paycheck of my day job. So it goes.
I have to admit, February is one of my least-favorite months of the year. Christmas is over (and so is my birthday), winter is hanging on, and it’s a long wait until we have time to take vacation days and feel some sunshine on anything other than our faces. This has been a mild winter, but working for the gas company, that sends to make everyone MORE tense–given that our profits come with the cold. For me, the release party is over and I have to return, if only for a little while, to reality and the things I must accomplish in order to get paid by “the man.” But I’m happy to have the split energy and skills to do both with my life, if only to varying degrees at different times of the year. The way I see it, I have to keep my spreadsheet skills sharp if I want my verses to flow coherently into every chorus I write.
And at the end of the day, I’ll bet none of the other accountants at my company heard their art on the radio this afternoon. 🙂