I started a band.
It was a three piece. And between the three of us we had one guitar and one snare drum. That seemed to be enough. On top of that we figured out a way to make our own lighting gels so that we could turn the basement lights blue or red (or stack them together and make purple).
Early on I had a sense of what it meant to be in a band, the power of a band, the majesty of a band…I wasn’t going to let instruments get in the way.
Once we’d secured the identity of a band we knew the instruments weren’t far behind, along with the songs and the shows…after all, that’s what bands did…and we were in fact a band.
The identity is what drove the action. And when operating like this, all the actions make sense.
Action with no identity is when we get lost and without even realizing it.
