Rockstardaddy Daycare Chapter 1. "Just Keep Movin'."

  Parenting with a hangover...not recommended, sometimes not avoidable. Not to turn a book into a confessional booth, but I occasionally party like pre-kids Tristan. I stress 'occasionally' though because I no longer get to recover like pre-kids Tristan. I used to party so-cal til sun up man, and grab a beer and a surfboard for breakfast! Now I have a bottle in Tristan's mouth at sun up while Isaac sits on the couch watching cartoons with his milk and o's, and Evan sleeps in. I roll with a different dawn breaker crew now days, but they're all my guys!
  The occasion? Well the other night the band got the completed master back for "Summer Days" the single off of our upcoming album "Ride Rebel Ride". It sounds majestic, but no peeking, it's not ready to be unleashed. I was just so damn happy and proud of the guys, one beer led to another, and forty replays later with the headphones cranked while the family slept, and I was drunk! It's a great feeling, considering the fact that i'm practically a ghost in my own band these days. My time and hands are full of boys boys boys, yet the guys get into the studio and lay their tracks down and songs get made!
  But back to the task at hand which is to just keep moving, this headache is doing its thing while Evan and Isaac do their thing in the kitchen with playdoh. Their thing these days is to break the playdoh into a hundred little pieces and throw ninety of them on the floor, while using the other ten to make cookie sprinkles. Yes it's a headache all itself but I understand from an artists view point. After all when a sculptor finishes a great work, they are usually standing in a pile of scrap five times higher than the work itself. It's only about ten in the morning and Tristan has decided to forgo his early nap so that he can remind me why I can't party anymore. But as I lay next to him, squinting through the pain, while he discovers his feet, I recollect that some of my best songs were written on a hangover. It's a rather brutal process to create art for many artists, I won't be hacking off an ear anytime soon, but perhaps the reality that the self inflicted pain snaps one into is the motivator. Who knows, who cares but the next thing I knew I had a pen and paper and I had hardly picked a out a basic rhythm in my head when the words just started spilling on to the page. Being the father of three kids still in diapers is a challenge amongst challenges, so writing a song while in process obviously will have it's obstacles. And I can forget about grabbing the guitar, because E and I will go straight for it once I open the case..............................stay tuned for the continuing saga as "Rockstardaddy Daycare" the novel continues excerpt by excerpt! Don't forget to check us out at www.rockstardaddydaycare.com for all things that rock!