Painting and music were the only things I worked at industriously and faithfully.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Playing in my early bands, working as a studio musician, producing and going to art school was, in retrospect, my apprenticeship. I was learning and creating a solid foundation of ideas, but I wasn't really playing music.
I was always making things. Even though art was what I did every day, it didn't even occur to me that I would be an artist.
I felt I really wanted to back off from music completely and just work within the visual arts in some way. I started painting quite passionately at that time.
Performing arts was something I was always part of. That was may be the only common thread that ran throughout my education, throughout my schooling years. But apart from that, there were no friends or no long term associations. That was the only thing I knew was with me wherever I went.
You know, when I was younger I was into all kinds of art - drawing, painting, all that stuff. But I played drums, played piano forever.
I did all kinds of things in order to earn a living.
I couldn't live on the singing at first, so I worked as a cleaner, in a launderette, in a garage, face painting and doing the windows of shops at Christmas, 'cause I had been to art college.
I tried singing. I tried playing a musical instrument. I really wanted to be a musician, but I never could quite pull that off. I liked entertaining, but I was always drawn to some kind of technical work - some kind of honest labor.
Anything that had to do with art I been doing all my life. It was a gift. It's nothing I work real hard at doing.
I worked full time jobs, basically doing manual labor until I could make enough money supporting myself as a musician.