So 2010 has arrived. Where did 2009 go? It’s gone, but it was just the other day…
I have found myself unable to get a good night’s sleep for a while now. I stay up very late, doing nothing. I wake up, to have nothing to do (most days). What have I done this past year? What did I accomplish in 2009? It seems I’ve actually done a whole lot, but never really took the time to reflect back on it all. This will be my reflection. Hopefully, after this I will be able to get some sleep and move on with my life.
Okay, so January 2009 was a very interesting month. I wrote a handful of songs in early January, something I’m hoping to do also this year. I think it was the fact that I didn’t have much to occupy my mind, time, and energy with. I just devoted a bunch of time for creativity. I’m sure it also had a lot to do with my inspirations and what God was communicating to me and through me. It was a great month. I also became very good friends with somebody during this time. It is unfortunate that for unexplained reasons, our friendship became basically nonexistent shortly afterwards.
Skipping ahead to May, because nothing really stands out from February to April. In May, a lot of busyness began. My sister’s wedding was in June, so the preparation for it involved tearing apart the backyard lawn only to plant and grow new/better grass. This also involved the construction of a shed in the backyard. After that was completed, it was time to begin work INSIDE the house. I don’t really remember, but we took out all of the carpeting in the house and replaced it with hardwood flooring. We installed Central Air Conditioning in the house ourselves. And I turned my room inside out. Everything was moved around or thrown out, and then I repainted the walls (they were yucky). My personal goal for my room was for a fresh start. So all of this basically consumed the month of May.
June…My sisters wedding was awesome! I loved it. Decorating was a pain in the butt, but once it was done, the fun began. Family and friends from all over the country poured in. I got to wear a tux and be apart of a wedding party. That’s always fun! I also sang a song by request from my sister and my brother-in-law, Michael. Then by another request, I sang a song TO MICHAEL from my parents, which was absolutely awkward because I had to face him and look at him as a sang it. I will never do such a thing again. The wedding was a blast though.
June was basically an amazing month. A week after the wedding, I went down to Georgia with my brother and his family, which is where they live. I was heading down to record my very first CD. The original plan was to record an EP, which is 4-5 songs only. I had only prepared 5 songs initially, that I wanted to work with. Once I got to working, my brother and I decided, why not just do a full length album? I was only supposed to go for 2 weeks, but because of this, I would have to stay for 2 months! Not that it took that much longer, but because I wanted to take my time with it and not rush it. I learned so much during the recording process. My musicianship had to be taken up a notch. My tempo had to be right on. I had to perfect everything as much as possible. Perfection had never been a personal standard before, but it was required. The thing is…having perfection as the standard doesn’t make it sound perfect…rather…it only gets you by. Being the studio, nothing can be allowed to slip in that doesn’t belong or doesn’t sound right. I really learned the most AFTER recording wrapped up. hahaha…a lot wasn’t explained to me as I locked myself in the studio. It really was a learning process though, and I’m still very proud of the work that was accomplished.
Oh right…so since I only had 5 songs “prepared”, I had to dish out another 5 songs to complete the album. I dug deep to find songs I’ve written a few years ago. I found 3 songs that I had previously written a few years ago that I really liked and wanted to work with. I wrote one one day when I was in the studio, looking for a ‘call to worship’ type of song. The 5th song came to me in the studio too, but it was really from the past as well. I had composed a simple piano part a few years ago, and was playing around with it in the studio. This was during one of those nights where I was just fried, and needed to just remind myself of my passion for music. I recorded the piano part, looped it, added, added, and added to it. I added a shaker, bells, xylophones, electric guitars, bass, and drums. It became my “Interlude”.
If I am to consider myself a musician, then it really isn’t necessary to have lyrics or singing. “Interlude” did not. It was just music. People were a bit puzzled, but as a ‘musician’, I can communicate or express myself with notes, patterns, and compositions. The purpose of this piece of music is to provide space and time after the first track, “Help Me”. It’s like a waiting time of anticipation and expectancy, with the response to help following the Interlude. That’s sort of how I structured the album. It’s all supposed to tell a story or represent a certain path. It takes you from a cry out for help, to a response from God, to our response to God, to the celebration that follows, and the tragedy and pain that is inevitable, to our surrender, and ending with the proclamation that there is no one like our God, and that He is everything to me…which is a response…which is worship. That’s the way I set up the album. I had a song called, “Smile” too, which I initially planned to be apart of the album, but I could not do it in a way that still told this story and carried the theme of the album. It was out of place, and unnecessary for this project.
Okay, that was the bit about the recording of the album. I forgot to mention that I suffered a bit of anxiety the first few weeks. I could not sleep until like 5am because I just couldn’t stop thinking about and worrying about recording and doing things ‘perfect’. It was so tedious too. I had to do parts over and over and over. Singing was super hard too. I realized how much I suck. haha…it’s true. And if I couldn’t sing a song the best that I could, I had to wait for another day, because by then my voice wouldn’t be at its best anymore. It’d sound worn out after singing over and over. I hated it. haha…
So yeah…I spent June 10th-August 10th in Georgia. It was a different kind of experience. It was especially difficult, being broke and without a job. I had to depend on my brother, which was humbling, but I gotta admit…they spoiled me too. I was treated to meals and other extravaganzas much too often, and I deserved none of it. Nonetheless, I am grateful and in so much debt with nothing to offer in return at this point. I love my family.
During my time in Georgia, I also met a ton of new people, and saw a lot of friends. That’s always a great thing! I spent every weekend at Hmong New Hope Alliance Church, played sports with them in 100 degree weather, and swam in the local pool with my nephew. I have far too many memories, and I don’t think anyone’s even reading this, so I’ll skip ahead.
After Georgia, I went home for about 2 weeks only to take another incredible journey out west. I was invited to lead worship at a single adults retreat in Portland, OR. The event was only about 2-3 days, but my entire week there was pretty amazing. I would love to visit again! It’s really green there, and I got to see this AMAZING waterfall called Mt. Multnomah. I’ve got pictures if you want to see. I also got to see Lincoln Brewster in concert for the first time. AWESOME! I also made some new great friends!
After Portland, I flew down to Sacramento, CA where another journey would begin. I spent the night there at Keng Yang’s house, then met up with my buddy Fucha the next day. It was like a mini-Nyack reunion. I could write SO MUCH about the previous few sentences of this paragraph, but that would just be unnecessary. Hahaha…
Anyway, Fucha meets me in Sacramento, because he’s my ride down to Fresno! On the way to Fresno, I had to meet up with a few friends in Stockton first. Behold, Tabitha’s Song & company! ahaha…yep…met up with a few Stockton buddies for dinner, and then took off with Nou V’s electric guitar, Seth. Well yeah…I needed to borrow a guitar for the God Rocks concert in Fresno that weekend. So then after dinner, Fucha and I head down further towards Fresno for my final destination.
So I ended up at Pastor Albert’s house, where more extravaganzas begin. Well actually, I slept first. Skipping ahead a bit…I get feverish for a few days, KB and Savanah arrive from Georgia but not before Matt Lo, we meet the intern Phillip, we eat REAL AMAZING MEXICAN FOOD (see KB, Pastor Albert, or Phillip for details), we practice for two nights considering the 4 of us (KB, Albert, Matt Lo, and myself) have never played together with this arrangement before, and had never played the songs we had prepared before together. It was tiring, it was hot, it was good. Oh yeah…I’m still feverish at this point, but feel 95% better the morning of the God Rocks concert. Praise God!
Ok…funny story. Before God Rocks, we’re super hungry because it’s past lunch time, and we hadn’t eaten yet. So have Nou V take us to the closest In-N-Out for some burgers. On the way back to the church, we get pulled over by a police man, because the people in the backseat did not have on their seatbelts. It was lame…the police man was somewhat of a jerk…Matt Lo got a ticket (he was in the backseat).
Anyways…God Rocks was AMAZING! I loved every bit of it! Oh yeah!…A HIGHLIGHT: I see my CD for the very first time in its completed form with the cover and everything in Fresno on September 4th, and sell it for the very first time ever! It was at this point where I felt most accomplished about the CD.
After God Rocks, I spent a few more days in Fresno, hung out with some very cool and fun people (Khambye, Zua, Lisa, Maly, Emily Vang, etc.), and then headed back up towards Sacramento with Fucha. We stopped by Modesto first for lunch, where Fucha accidentally locks his keys in the car, and we’re stuck in Modesto longer than expected. Some Hmong people magically get it out for us, and we’re back on our way. We spend the night at Marco’s in Sac, and then I was off back to Providence the day after.
That was my summer.