This morning I learned that the leader and lead singer of the band I’ve had the honor and pleasure to play in (Myron & The Kyniptionz) has decided to retire following a series of shows we have between now and mid January 2016. Not that it was totally unexpected, but deep down I hoped we would keep it going another year. It’s been a wonderful distraction from my personal life, a place to forget about the day and just have a ton of fun entertaining the crowds.
I joined the band while my oldest sister was in the hospital, comatose and dying. She never knew about the opportunity, yet I know she would have been extremely happy for me. Moreover, she would have insisted I do exactly as I did, not sit in her hospital room and watch the vessel of her body shutting down, but go and have that first fateful rehearsal with the band. The best way to work through her death was getting the chance to do what I love, play rock n roll in a band.
I’ve learned a great deal about myself the past two and half years playing with my bandmates. It’s safe to say I’ve extended myself, pushed beyond where I might be otherwise. There was no one there to say “you can’t do that,” or second guess what I was doing. If it works, great, if it doesn’t, let’s move on. No egos in the room. I hope the next journey is as welcoming and stress free as this one has been.