It's been a few months since my last post. Whether it was my thoughts of you, the reader, not being interested in my goings-on recently, or of adventures deemed unworthy of note, or as simple as forgetting I have a blog, I haven't posted since being in Nicaragua.
It must have been a few nights later following my April 2nd posting, where I consumed far too much orange juice and Flor de Caña rum, because the next morning I was sick for hours vomiting bile. Apparently, when you drink too much orange juice, the citric acid changes the PH of your stomach to a less acidic PH than normal, and thus, creates more bile to counteract the change and recreate homeostasis within your stomach. From that moment on, I decided no more heavy consumption of rum, and no more shots. I have basically settled on sticking to good ales and the occasional cocktail for the rest of my life, and to be more wary of my drinking habits.
Since then, my band The Dread Crew of Oddwood played another crazy season of the Renaissance Pleasure Faire in Irwindale, CA. Seven weekends of four shows per day, scorching heat, and fun times, which kicked off the day after I arrived back in the U.S. I contracted a strange fever within this time that lasted 2 weeks and showed no other symptoms, and after significant testing, proved inconclusive as to its origin or type. I do know that it was viral and not a parasite, bacteria, or protozoa.
|The Dread Crew of Oddwood, 2012. (Photo: Flip Cassidy)|
Another curious thing happened during faire, which was reconciliation of friendly relations with a former someone. To summarize, it brought closure to the past and proved a healing experience in many ways. As well, my step-grandfather passed at the age of 91. He will remain alive in memory, and for his noble accomplishment of rescuing my grandmother from an alcoholic, abusive husband. Grandad, you will be missed.
Recently I've been contemplating why I was upset with Oddwood as a band. I want the band to succeed to the degree where we tour internationally and have national distribution or join a label or hire a booking agent and play huge music festivals. I figured that not everyone in the band was willing to drop what they're doing given opportunities that will surely come up in the near future. Turns out my arguments were all hypothetical and thus, pointless, which caused me even more frustration...what was the point I was trying to get at? And a few days later it struck me...I have a limited amount of time left in the U.S. to spend with Oddwood.
My plan is to study abroad for 3-6 months at the near-end of my senior year at UCSD, perhaps in Argentina, and remain down there following graduation. I would begin a journey up through several countries, via hitchhiking, busses, and my grand idealization of buying a horse and horseback riding up the continent. Sounds crazy, I know, but I will do it. This may take up to a year outside of the U.S., in which time Oddwood will have to hire a replacement or a substitute drummer.
Depending where I'll be mind-wise when I return, I may want to re-join Oddwood or move on, and again is all theoretical at this point. What I do know is that I have roughly a year and a half left to pillage the world with Oddwood, and I had a selfish-yet-selfless idea to drive Oddwood's efforts up 150% to play overseas or on large festivals, because I know we may never get to experience that opportunity in three years, if the band is still together and depending on everyone's life status. I know that right now we are into the band, have the resources available, and have the momentum with new fans to make something big happen. But will it? Another big thing I've solved in my mind.
I began a new "stabilizing" job recently, which is something I do because I enjoy working (to a degree) in sales, startup companies, and business-type environments. I call it a "stabilizing" job in that it assists me monetarily while I continue my freelancing musician and DJ efforts. And now, for a much bigger piece of news than a new job:
I've decided, from this moment forth, to grow my hair out. Long. I've always been against the idea of growing my hair out because 1. I like how I look with short hair 2. I don't believe I'd like how I look with long hair and 3. To maintain a somewhat "professional" look for jobs. I can sacrifice #1 to test #2, and #3 doesn't mean so much, since I freelance as a musician and wedding DJ. As far as my occasional "stable" business-type jobs, there are many available that don't care about the length of your hair, but rather about your results. One can still maintain a professional look with long hair.
After sharing the stage last night at The Grove of Anaheim with Rhapsody of Fire and the Aussie band Voyager, I realized my hair is too short. Furthermore, my rekindled interest in heavy metal music as a killer genre and professional career is strong. And frankly, headbanging is really awesome. It can be used for everyday antics, at shows, and for making fire. My last haircut was sometime in March of this year. My next one will simply remain indefinitely postponed.
We're touring in August up the West Coast to Vancouver and back! Our first official international tour, with plans for stopping at the Olympic National Forest (North America's only rainforest), and beautifully large Vancouver Island (hopefully).
That's all for now, and more for later. Until then, this is Drew Peters.