Midiblog 2.0

Ok, so I'll admit, the title is a goofy attempt at getting a laugh in hopes that you might read this.   Sometimes I wonder why I do what I do when it comes to music.  This is not an attempt to get pity, or what-have-you.  Just an attempt to write out what's on my mind...to work it out, so to speak.   I have loved music since before I can really actually remember.  There was always music playing in our house.  My dad had a Conn home theater organ that I started climbing up on and plunking out melodies as early as 4 years old.  I started playing the piano and organ at my church when I was probably around 14, I think.  Every chance I could get, I'd find a piano and start playing it.  My mom got me a small synthesizer for my graduation present.  It wasn't the biggest or the best, but it was really cool.  And I seriously used that thing to it's limits.  It was a little Casio with 49 mini keys.  I even joined a band called "Battlezone" with it, and we recorded a

Today, I came across a meme about writing, that I think can also apply to music.  It said: I wonder how many incredible book series are out there that I'll never get to read because the author gave up on their dream.  I bet my favorite book in the world was never even published.  Don't let that be your story.  Finish what you started.  Anyway, it made me think of music.  You can say that the same thing can be said of musicians.   Time to be brutally honest.  I've almost given up lots of times because sometimes it seems I get even get people outside of close friends and family to even listen to my music. There are exceptions of course.  I have had several successful Kickstarter campaigns, usually funded by the same people, however, this time, I had almost 5 times the support than any previous one.  That blew me away.  Big time.  In fact, several people that I don't even know funded this.  So that was pretty amazing.  31 people backed "Intricately Woven."  So, t