The Pretender


Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about career paths and choices. Music has been what’s gotten me thru some pretty dark times in my life. For years it was my only constant, tangible companion whether it was a melody in my mind yet to be written or a classic Rock, Blues, Bluegrass, or Country song coming thru the speakers filling an empty room. It’s what I’ve done as a vocation for nearly 14 years and like any other gig, there were days when I’d rather have done something else but by and large, I feel it’s exactly what I’m supposed to be doing. I’ve never needed an alarm to get me up in the morning and I never dreaded Monday nor lived for the weekend. 


I did what I needed to do and tried to work hard and smart while helping to build NewFound Road worked many 15-18 hour days  (like a lot of others) and sure I complained some, ok, I complained a lot (especially late last year) but overall loved what I was doing. I was in control, I was able to create and I was able to do something that maybe made someone else’s day a little better with a song. Music can be powerful and that’s something I’ve been aware of since I was very small. I’m not putting weight in something to try and sound artsy or to justify what I’m doing professionally but because I’ve seen firsthand the way music can soothe, comfort and reach someone’s soul. The past few years have brought many changes my way and most have been amazing and welcomed. Some were not. I took some time off late last year. I didn’t touch a guitar or sing a note in front of an audience for months. I was miserable.


During this time I booked some bands and while I was still working in “the business” I wasn’t fulfilled just being an agent. I wasn’t doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing. I even got a “day job” (as so many musicians refer to work). While doing “the day job” I realized how fortunate I had been in the past to get to earn a living doing something I loved. My first day at work, I looked around a room full of fairly miserable people. Those that weren’t completely miserable looking were certainly missing something in their lives. It was as plain as the blank stare on their faces. That was a look I had forgotten, but had seen many years ago before I was playing music professionally. I’m not saying that musicians are the only happy people on the planet, but I’m saying that loving your occupation might be one of the best things that a person can have. If you’re miserable all day, it’s pretty tough to turn that misery off when you go home at night to your family. When I worked the “day job” I saw my ten year old less than I did when I traveled 150 days per year touring. I saw my wife and baby boy, maybe 30 minutes a night. I was drained physically and mentally at the end of those 10-12 days. I knew in my heart and soul that I HAD to return to making music and performing. So, here I go again...about to embark on a new chapter in my career. This time I’ve got a team of folks around me working to help build this career again. I’ve been working on a new record that we’ll start recording at the end of this month. I’ve got some solo shows booked and will be playing some more of those in time. I’m hitting the road with NFR playing some reunion shows. I’ll be releasing two new singles this year, the first will be out next month! It’s been a busy and hectic return already but it’s work that I love. I hope you can find work that you love. Thanks for reading this.- Tim


“I’m going to rent myself a house in the shade of the freeway, gonna pack my lunch in the morning and go to work each day, and when the evening rolls around I’ll go on home and lay my body down, and when the morning light comes streaming in, I’ll get up and do it again....”- Jackson Browne