DIY Musician – Reflecting On the Past

Hey friends, family, fans, potential clients and random people ūüôā

 

Happy New Year! As always, I realized it’s been a couple months since I’ve updated the blog portion of my website. A new year brings interesting thoughts and feelings. Come new year’s eve and you may find yourself thinking¬†“Tomorrow is a new year and I will be a¬†new me!” Well, you’ll probably just be a hungover version of you on January 1. Many¬†people start off the new year with a day off…that seems almost counter productive…but nice.

Anyway, enough on that rant. Apart from of course thinking about all my goals for 2016 and January specifically, I started thinking more about how I got to where I am as a musician. People often ask me if I studied music. Well formally, no I didn’t study music at a university or institute.

But whether I knew it or not, since the day I plucked that $h!tty old 2-strings-left-on-it acoustic guitar my best bud Josh had brought home after school one day…I was studying. Everyone I’ve jammed with, performed with, collaborated with, recorded with, etc…they were my teachers. My wife asked me the other day, “How did you learn to play percussion?” I remembered back (nostalgically, of course) to my high school days. The days when we would create a drum circle with the cafeteria table as our drum. How did I learn to play guitar and sing at the same time? Not being able to find a singer for our high school heavy metal band. How did I learn to write good story-telling lyrics? Late night (probably mostly drunken) songwriting sessions with my college folk trio. How did I learn to perform well live? All the college gigs I played (or stumbled through depending on the night) in and around Mankato, Minnesota.

Every formal job I’ve had from grocery store (Lunds) to radio station (KMSU) and everything in between has taught me skills to be a better working musician. My education gave me the skills and confidence necessary in the communications and business side of things. My experience¬†in the Peace Corps in Peru gave me the courage to make the decision to become a musician rather than making excuses why not to be. The guidance and discipline from my family, most notably – my sister Sara…

I don’t want this to get too long or ¬†potentially “gushy,” but I just thought it was cool that I was studying all these years, not knowing that I would end up putting it all to use some day in the career of being a musician.

There you go! I’m sure there’s a message or moral to the story in there somewhere. I’ll let you find it yourself! Thanks for reading. Here’s to a 2016 filled with love, happiness and prosperity! Thanks for reading and we’ll catch you again soon.

 

Best,

 

-Zack David

Check out a little story about Zack David, his music career, his Peace Corps service and his lovely wife (yes this is Zack writing in third person) in the local magazine 92024 here:

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