22 February 2011

Six days to go. Six sleeps to go. There are six days to go, kids. Then my debut gets released. It feels strange, because 28/02 has no significance. That's usually how I'm accustomed to doing things. It's nice to mark occasions with meaning. But being a pseudo grown-up I think I just kind of had to choose a date that I'd be ready. Eight weeks seemed like long enough, and it was.

 

What are deadlines for, other than giving us something to aspire to, work towards, panic about?

 

In a way I suppose it's sort of - but really not at all - close to the time I started this project. In fact, Myspace tells anyone who looks at the Rainbow Down page that I signed up on 31/10/2005. Must've been a pretty crazy Halloween. But I'd started before then, I'm sure. When I had a copy of some shitty software I couldn't even figure out how to use, or record on. And all songs were written on scraps of paper, committed to memory, and bashed out on a mixture of cheap and borrowed keyboards with smoke riddled vocals, whispered because I was too embarrassed to sing out so loud on my own. My current nextdoor neighbours haven't been as fortunate as the guy in the flat below my old one. In the past couple of months of putting Primary together, I hope at least they've had a giggle when I've hit dud notes.

 

Anyway, less digressing, more recollecting.

 

My old band, Escaping Skies, hit the indefinite hiatus that never ended somewhere that summer, when university came along, and so after some thinking, a little planning, and the resurrection of ambitions considered near lost in the down-heartening end of such a creative period, out came Rainbow Down. That's when we did meet us this foetus; far from the multicoloured, wannabe diva slash electro-queen hybrid baby that it's turned into. Didn't so much come out kicking and screaming, more just plop out the closet and slowly grow. But all the same, I'm very proud of what it's become. After almost – but possibly almost probably not - six years of creative yanking, it's come to fruition, and I'm so excited slash proud slash nervous that I feel like I should just release it now, to get it over with. Let go, and let god, as the saying goes. Find out what people think.

 

I hope everyone else feels the same as I do. That it's totally been worth the time.

 

But instead, I'll continue to wait out the last few days. Patience isn't my forte, but I do appreciate its virtue. It's hard to pretend I'm not worried, sure, but I've managed instead to watch the finale of Buffy the Vampire Slayer season 5, do a cry over said finale, eat a bag of Skittles and harass my cats with cuddles. Luckily for him, my fiancé isn't here so he can avoid my jittery, jubilant procrastinations. But I got bored of watching stories while consuming sugar, and the cats are keeping their distance, so I thought I'd do some kind of this 'blogging' type thing. To mark the revamp - no pun intended with aforementioned viewing choices - of the website, and the long awaited unleashing of my debut album. 28/02 may have been a date selected for mere functional purpose all those days, but it's significant to me now. So I can wait for it a little while long. For just another six days.

 

Please note, this over-dramatised last notion is purely to give my own ego a sly rub. I am, after all, alone on a school night. What better to do than toot your own horn?

 

RD