The Days on Earth
The Days on Earth is an ongoing project, not a band. Live performances of these songs happen every day, in the creator's mind so that "Music in the soul can be heard by the universe."
It has been said that music is the “universal language.” As music is beyond words, it transcends geographies, cultures—even time. Archeologists claim they’ve identified human civilization’s very first song. At least the oldest record of a song. I believe that people and music most likely go back even farther. Perhaps to the very beginning.
To me, music is inherently spiritual in nature. Chinese philosopher and founder of Taoism, Lao-Tzu, said: “Music in the soul can be heard by the universe.” That’s a pretty heady and huge statement, but something about it rings true to me. One way or the other.
Music has been playing in my soul—like my own personal movie soundtrack—for as long as I can remember. Seems no matter what I’m doing, I’m moving to a groove or beat. Every moment is a melody, when I’m listening. And so I wonder if the universe can hear my music, too? Or, if rather the music I’m hearing is of the universe? Either way works for me
I’m hoping that this “first-release” EP will actually help me get even more of this music out of my head and into the world. How so? Well, I figure if you like what you hear, maybe you’ll actually buy some of it. Maybe it will end up on somebody’s playlist. Even if just 100 people liked it, that (and a pocketful of change) would be enough to encourage me to keep going and put out the next EP. And the next. Could happen. You never know.
Somedays, though, I must confess it feels like a virtual impossibility that this music will ever see the light of day. Hard, cold music industry statistics are always a good slap in the face, which is when I’ll ask myself for the 16th-thousandth time why I’m so conceited to think that this music of mine is even worthy of being listened to in the first place.
Who am I, after all? Answer: No one knows who the hell I am! Truth be told, much of the time, I don’t even know who I am. So why should anyone else care about this nobody’s music? Must be delusional, right? I mean, I can doubt with the best of them, too, can’t I?