It was a little over a year ago when I moved back to the big smoke, the beautiful city of Sydney after a few years away.
I returned to my old stomping grounds of the inner west. But things had changed, people had moved on and I didn't really know anyone. To put it bluntly - I didn't really have any friends..
However, I had a guitar and a dream to play live and tell my story through my songs.
I didn't know where to start, I didn't know anyone, and 'making it' was the furthest thing from my mind.
I started playing a few open mic nights around newtown and would chat to my fellow performers. We'd see each other the next week and then the next and would from a bit of a bond as unknown musicians battling away against the backdrop of greyhound races and loud conversations.. But that was ok, we were in it together.. We were trying to make it.
Slowly, as I played more and more of these nights, the little network of people I knew started to grow. We all had that one thing in common, we were trying to make it.
I'll never forget a gig I played one night when one of fellow performers saw me sitting alone and came and sat next to me, he introduced himself, then spilt a full beer all over me. He was trying to make it too.
As time went on the beer spiller aka Jamie and I would see each other around more often and became friends. The other performers i'd met along the way and I became friends. I became friends with their friends.
Last night I played 5 songs live on the radio and had a chat on air with one of my friends Ossie.
Tonight i'm going to a gig to watch one of my friends launch their brand new EP. I'll have other friends there too. Jamie will spill a beer and make a new friend.
A year ago when I sat by myself in fairly empty pub while watching another performer play to their group of friends I wasnt sure if I was going to make it.
But because I decided to step on stage and start playing music.... I have.