Do you ever wonder if anyone out there really cares about your music? Do you ever think that your musical creations might be just so much self-absorbed flagellation? It's happening to me right now, this crisis (I know, pretty dramatic) of confidence.
I love making music. I love writing, arranging, performing, collaborating, practicing, EVERYthing about this crazy world through which I'm trying to ambulate. But where does this path lead, where do I go next? I have a couple of friends who have moved to Nashville, and at least one who has moved back. Relocating isn't an option for me, and would it really matter, after all? I'm not trying to be a Nashville Songwriter. I'm just trying to be the best Eric Ramsey I can be, and find an audience that is interested in what I have to say.
I was talking with a good friend and legendary local musician about this very thing. We couldn't come up with an answer - if indeed there is an answer - but we did agree that we could not imaging ever NOT making music. Even if there are times that no one seems to be listening.
Have a good week, and here's a tune from my second record Up We Go for your downloading and sharing pleasure "Do You Ever Think Of Me"