I have issues with change. I'm really bad at transitioning into new situations. So when I drove up the CMC driveway last week I was terrified!! Excited, yes, but terrified.
CMC stands for the Contemporary Music Center and it's this amazing semester long program where all you do is eat, sleep and breathe music. It's really, really amazing. I'm absolutely in love with this place. It was hard at first, to get rid of my fears and reservations about everyone and everything. But now, it feels like I've been here for months. It seems that even though we've only been here a week me and the rest of the 20 students have already become a family. It's quite adorable.
We eat every meal together everyday and it's become quite customary every morning during breakfast for some of the boys to have "the morning mosh" to ready themselves for the rest of the day. This time consists of hardcore screamo music blasting over the intense speakers in the cafe (AKA the cafeteria/classroom) and some of the boys start hardcore dancing and moshing. It's hilarious.
We have two classes every day, each an hour long from 9:30-11:30ish and then we have lunch and then practicum from 1-3 almost every day where we just learn how to record and do lights and stuff. It's pretty amazing.
Everyday after 3 we're free to do whatever the heck we want, but usually us artists track majors gotta be working on our music, whether that be writing new songs, recording, practicing with our bands, or just having bomb conversations that inspire new songs.
We have 2 professors, Warren and Tom, and they're both out of their minds. The other day, John, our RD, told us that they're basically like fictional characters and as the week progressed I discovered that that was definitely true. They're the strangest men I ever met in my life. I'll post stories later on but right now I only have a limited time to write this.
This week I'm gonna be playing at CMC Live, which is the concert we have here at CMC once a week. I'm so pumped. I had to put together my own band, pick the songs, arrange them, and perfect them for tomorrow so that we can be critiqued and have to change everything. It's gonna be great.
Tonight we went out for dinner to this little place called Sharky's Cantina. We stuffed 12 people into a 7 passenger van with a packed trunk of crap. It was crazy. We all thought we were gonna die. It was hilarious. Twelve kids in a tiny van listening to screamo music talking about the randomest stuff ever. Hilarious.
Okay, I gotta go record. My tech guy is summoning me. I'll write more soon!!
Love you all!!
