What I Miss

Nevada / May 24, 2012 / by Chris
What I Miss

Today we unveil the inspiring story of folks in New Mexico who have “decomodified” their lives, generating their own food, electricity, clothing, and a whole slew of other things the average person buys in a store. As you can hear from them, there are many benefits to this sort of lifestyle; what I wanted to talk about today was the inevitable other side of a major lifestyle change like this. Whether it is giving up a “normal” job to do things yourself in New Mexico, or taking a year and living on a school bus, there are going to be things you preferred in your former life (even if your new life is amazing). Since the good folks at Holy Scrap were kind enough to share the pieces of their former lives they miss, I thought I would do the same. 

The most obvious thing is that, with the exception of four individuals, I don’t see my family and friends nearly as often as I’m used to. But the great thing about travelling the US is that, at some point, I’m going to end up seeing all of my US friends. So that’s a very tempered missing most of the time. 

There are many, many days when I miss having a full-length piano. The small MIDI keyboard I compose on can only do so much, and I’m quite sure my piano teachers would be horrified at how much technique I have lost due to complete lack of practice. Whenever I start to dream about replacing our dining room with a piano studio though, I remember that I am extraordinarily lucky that my housemates have let me bring all the instruments I have on board. It may not be the greatest studio in the world, but we turn out some pretty good music on Bus 52 (Have you checked out Album:America?)

What has surprised me most is how much I miss a reliable, even remotely predictable schedule. Even with Robert’s invaluable planning skills and our massive number of Google calendars, there are still some things that you just can’t account for. The day I need internet is the day we are in an RV park with no internet and poor cell reception; the day I wanted to spend time recording is the day the bus broke down and we spent all day nursing it back to working order; a film shoot scheduled to take a couple hours takes 5 or 6. This all comes with the territory, and at the end of the day every mishap is worth it for the Bus 52 experience.

But come December, my piano and I are going to become reacquainted.