debbiebradleyAlas, the music has ended.
Not really, it never will. But the run of concerts, shows and gigs I had has come to an end. *sad face*
I told you about Spice Girls and how we should look at what we want (what we really, really want) but there were other shows around that; Hugh Jackman the week before Spice Girls, where he shared his story, the journey he’s been on from growing up in Australia, meeting and marrying the love of his life, and his rise to international stardom on stage and screen. A story about never giving up on your dreams – much to the sentiment of The Greatest Showman – that’s certainly what Jackman’s done. What a show that was. Singing, dancing; The Man. The Music. The Show. It lived up to the name, and it was incredible (I hope there’s a DVD on the horizon because I would love to relive that and share it with my daughters)
There was also the Backstreet Boys (the week after Spice Girls) where I got to relive some more of my teenage years, singing and dancing. Laughing and joking with my closest friends (who I’ve been to all of these shows with!) It was another great show that dug into history and gratitude. Of doing what it takes, what feels right in the moment, following the dream, growing as you go.
Then last week, I crossed off a show that I swore, no matter what, I would get to see, no matter how long it took me. Metallica.
Live in concert, Gods of Heavy Metal (not for everyone, I’m aware of that, and that’s cool) but from hearing them for the first time to the day those tickets went on sale there’s been a belief in my mind, a determination if you will, that the day they come back to the UK for a tour (not part of a festival) I would be going to see it. And see it I did. They only played 2 dates here in the UK, and I wasn’t about to miss out, so I had those tickets booked back in September as soon as I found out about them.
They’re a band that have been producing music longer than I’ve been alive.
They shared how they first played Manchester in 1986 – the year I was born.
They thanked the fans for supporting them, for showing up, for keeping them in work.
“Who am I kidding, this isn’t “work”! We just get to play, and we’re beyond grateful for that”
A group of men, who come together, play, write, sing, share.
That’s what they do.
The music is what they do, and what they’re devoted to.
The message they want to share at their focus, and they do it their own way (not for everyone)
BUT they don’t see it as “work”
Almost 40 years of “playing” of doing what they want to because they enjoy it, and no other reason.
Many times have I seen/heard interviews where they’ve been asked what they think of the fans reactions, and many times, they’ve replied “we don’t really care, we do it for us, and those who love it, do, and those who don’t, fine” (there’s also the alternative “we don’t give a fuck, we love it, so who cares, plenty of others do too”)
Music, for many, is self-expression; whether it’s show tunes, pop tunes, or hard-hitting heavy metal.
“Thank you for coming out to see us, supporting what we do, allowing us to keep working, doing what we love”
This is a sentiment by pretty much every band I’ve seen live.
Usually followed by “who are we kidding, this ain’t work, we just play and you guys show up! We love that!”
We just play…
No pressure,
No expectation
What happens if things don’t go to plan? Like the heavens opening and the rain pouring at an open-air concert?
Keep going, keep playing.
It did in Manchester.
The Band didn’t care. (There’s a video on YouTube from the night in the pouring rain)
The crowd didn’t care
I know I certainly didn’t
The show must go on…
Do what’s right for you, show up in your own way, have fun, no matter what, those who love you will show up too, because ultimately… Nothing Else Matters.
When you do what you love, in a way that suits you, the right people will come forward and find you.
They will love you too, for what you do, for how you show up.
For giving them that feeling of recognition – someone gets it. Someone else works/thinks in the same way I do.
Someone who finally makes sense to me!
And if they don’t – that’s fine too!
We’re a world of 7 billion souls, there are enough of us to go round.
So; show up.
Be you.
Unapologetically… cos those who love you, will.
And those who don’t? “Fuck em, we’re not for everyone, and if we try to be, we wouldn’t be who we are”
How are you holding back in what you do?
Scared of being fully you?
Upsetting someone?
Trying to appeal to the masses (impossible)
Just be yourself, let your freak flag fly, have some FUN
It’ll be worth it
Speak soon,
Debbie x
I get it. We’ve all been there, so let’s sort this shit out
It sucks, right?
That shitty low feeling where you just feel down, deflated, pissed off with the world for no reason, and you’ve just had enough.
You’re not particularly angry, or sad, or maybe you are, maybe you’re just feeling “ugh!” (yes, that’s a real feeling) that kinda nothingness where you know something’s up, but you’re not quite sure what.
Well, how about we get right in there and sort that shit out?
This is my personal 5-Step Reset that I go through to get me from Feelin’ Like Shit to Rockin’ It!
I’m not saying it’ll be fun n easy, there’s no magic cure, but this works, every time.
I come back to this all the time, and I’ve shared it with my closest friends when they’re having a shitty day (or a week, or month, or however long) and it works for them too…
So how about it, are you done feelin’ like shit? Are you ready? Let’s go
Drop your details into the form, and I’m gonna send you over a quick audio that talks you through the 5 steps I take, that are going to help you go from
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