Last summer I went to London on a writing trip. I was scheduled to work with an Aspiring Artist, (AA) and a Hot Young Programmer, (HYP). I was sent a link in advance to a couple of AA’s videos but she had me at hello. I didn't even get completely passed the first one. She was special. I was IN.
AA blasted into the session, Wild hair. Great energy. I had an idea for a song. She dug it. Cool…Hard Part Over. We worked on it. HYP programmed a track. I mean... A beat. And she sang. We were all pretty happy. It was so effortless. I went back to my hotel with a songwriter high. If you’re a songwriter, you know what I mean.
That night, I got a text from HYP that his computer crashed and he lost everything. What? You’ve GOT to be kidding. My high was in jeopardy! Well, we had one more day to work. But the next morning I got another text saying he had a stomach flu. What? Hmmmm …Things go through a girl’s head. Did the computer really crash? Or was he double booked? Was he REALLY sick? Or was he double booked? Did AA ask him to cover for her? Because SHE was double booked? Why is everyone double booked? Am I paranoid? Hmmm. Maybe I need to double book myself. I feel very left out. Or… maybe it was all in my head. Maybe HYP’s computer really crashed and he was really sick and no one was double booked and that was just the way it was. My poor crumbled cookie… all over the floor. Bummer.
Cut to 8 months later … I heard something on KCRW that I loved. I waited for the back announce. It was THAT good. It was AA. Of course it was. On KCRW. Breaker of Adele and Lorde and Frank Ocean. My heart sank. AA could be the next Adele and I was there. It was in my hands. But it slipped through my fingers. As fast as it came.
I tell you this because if you are reading my Blog….you are probably not Dr. Luke: Someone who’s in the studio 24/7 having another hit every week and has no time to read Blogs. I have to assume you are here because you are looking for a sense of community. So…I’m letting you know…you’re not alone. The almosts? The coulda beens?…the slipped right throughs? They happen to everyone. They happen to me. They keep us humble. We win some, we lose plenty. We brush ourselves off. And go back to the next session. Cuz You never know when your number’s gonna come up. And when it does, hopefully no one will be double booked. :)