into the great wide open // under them skies of blue //
out in the great wide open // a rebel without a clue
Into the abyss I plunge. Structure is gone. Deadlines are gone. No teaching pastor will be calling me to talk about the message. No ladies from the worship team are calling to see if there’s going to be a rehearsal. On Sunday, we will simply arise, and go to church.
We’re in uncharted waters, now.
For those of you just joining our regularly scheduled program, here’s the situation. Last year, we made this record. It was an art project, meaning we didn’t have any expectations for it. We weren’t thinking about the future, or marketing, or careers. We just made a record for art’s sake, because we missed recording original music.
We thought it was pretty good. We did a couple of concerts, and lo and behold, other people thought it was pretty good too. Come December of ’06, my poor little psyche was just about fully cracked from eight years of Professional Christianity, working as a worship pastor.
In January of this year, I resigned, effective as of July 1. In those five months, we packed up our belongings, rented out our condo, moved back to my parent’s house, did Easter, did the Agape Singers mini and summer tours, and I was done.
My new job is Band Promoter. I have zero training. I have only hunger, and it’s gnawing at me, and it will not be easily satiated.
I don’t fear the lack of steady income. I don’t fear the uphill battle. I don’t fear the rolled eyes when someone asks me what I do for a living, and I respond… I’m in a band. What I fear is The Abyss. I fear not knowing what to do next.
My first order of business, in an effort to begin charting a course towards success, has been making The List. We got a good piece of advice several months ago from a friend who said, “Make a list of everyone you know who might be able to help you in any small or significant way. Any church. Anyone you know in the industry. Anyone.”
I want to make The List a public project. If you like The Dailies, and you want to help us out, and you have any ideas of where or for whom we should play, spit them out. I’d love to hear what’s on your collective mind.
No distance is too outlandish, no lead too obscure. I know Mike has a stack of ideas for the group for internet promotion, but what about the rest of you? Which APU people are scattered across the fruited plain, just waiting the opportunity to book some old friends? You know someone at a radio station? You know someone who might like our music?
Let’s feed The List.