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Nothing much good has come from the coronavirus pandemic. Sure, for the individual, the chance to learn something new or get something done that you’ve been putting off for ages during lockdown isn’t bad.
As far as most jobs go, musicians have it fairly good. I’ve mentioned before that if you are able to make a living from performing, you should be relatively happy with yourself, as well as counting yourself lucky.
Just over two weeks ago I arrived back in the UK from a three week contract at a hotel bar in Monaco. It’s always a nice change from the ships and as nearly everything work related went well, it looks like we’ll be working there a lot more than usual next year.
After an eight month absence I am once again back on the Baltic ships. I actually arrived in Finland just over a week ago. That’s been just enough time to settle in to the usual routine of mild alcoholism, poor quality sleep, contracting some kind of respiratory disease and not seeing any daylight for I think eight days now. As long as I don’t get the stomach flu that’s going around, I’ll be happy.
For me, the biggest joy of being a professional musician has to be the travelling. Like I’ve mentioned in a previous post, it has for now only been around Europe but it’s still great to experience places I may not have thought to visit otherwise. The one obvious downside to working abroad however is the worry that your instrument might not make the trip in one piece, if at all.
When I started playing the bass at the age of 13, I loved music and would spend hours practising. When I wasn’t practising I was listening to music and imagining myself on some big stage in front of thousands of people, like I presume a lot of young musicians do.
