Lying
awake the other night because of the stormy weather, I thought about this
saying - which I've subsequently discovered has been credited to Confucius.
Does
anyone actually feel like this? Even if
you really love your job, don't you still get fed up with getting up early,
travelling, trying to book holiday at the same time your children are off
school, dealing with office politics etc?
Then,
still lying awake during the seemingly never-ending storm, I started thinking
about what my ideal occupation would be.
As
I love writing and music, I think it would probably be a music journalist.
In
fact, if I had my time over, that's what I would like to be.
Getting
paid to go to gigs, listen to music and review it would be my idea of a dream
career.
But
before anyone suggests 'it's never too late', bear in mind I generally fall
asleep by half-past ten because I'm up at half-past six in the morning - hardly
conducive to a rock 'n' roll lifestyle!
Reading
Smash Hits when I was a teenager I admired the likes of Sylvia Patterson, Sian
Pattenden and Miranda Sawyer - they got to meet all the big stars of the day,
and it seemed a very glamorous life, a world away from my own.
I
have to say, I really enjoyed the Retro music piece in last week's paper
featuring famous musicians from Northamptonshire.
Here's
hoping the Temples album (complete with its picture of the Triangular Lodge)
sells well - I thought it was great that they did a gig at HMV in Kettering,
their hometown.
There's
a lot going on in the county musically now - so much more than when I was
younger.
Back
then if you wanted to see big-named bands you had to go on a bus trip from
Co-Op Travel on Newland Street in Kettering (or I think Discovery Records in
Corby) to London or Birmingham - at least that's what my brother and I did.
My first coach-trip concert was a-ha at Wembley Arena, he went to the NEC in Birmingham to see INXS (this was in the 1980s).
Now
we've got big music festivals taking place at Boughton House this Summer -
Alt-Fest and Greenbelt.
I'm
just hoping that nobody gets these two events muddled-up, and turns up to one
thinking it's the other - they really are a world apart both musically and
culturally...
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