Don’t Die With Your Music Still Inside

A quick update...

Don't Die With The Music Still Inside

I have a drawer full of computer hard drives.  They’ve just been sitting there, covered with dust for many years.  Some of them are almost half my own age, and probably no longer work…

On these drives, I have hundreds of recordings at all different stages of completion.  Some of these recordings are terrible, odd little gremlin songs, written when I was an angsty young teenager.  Others are okay— people might even like them.  But a few of these recordings, certain special gems, are what I consider to be my life’s best work, and nobody aside from myself has ever heard them.

I’m going to start digging through these files in my free time, finishing things off as they catch my interest…  Because I’ve always had this whisper of a fear, something that creeps into the back of my mind at odd hours of random days.  It’s this soft little voice quietly wondering ‘what if...  What if you died tonight?'.

All of those countless hours of work, all of that music encoded as strings of binary— it's all just sitting in that drawer, and I'm the only one with the passwords.  I imagine a future in which those hard drives lay entombed in a landfill somewhere, a future in which all of those songs die with me.

And to be honest, most of the time I'm okay with that.

Because assuming that I do find the time to finish a bit of this work, I still don't know if anyone will care to listen.  But I'd like to be able to say that I gave them the chance anyway...  Even if it's just my own kids some day, laughing about how their dad used to write love songs.  Even if it's just my self, listening back when I'm old and tired.

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  1. Glad to hear you’re making time for music!

  2. I would love to hear new music from you. I still listen to my autographed copy of your CD.

  3. I’d love to hear new music from you! Been waiting for this moment a long time.

  4. You have a true gift man, if you are willing to share it I know there are people willing to receive it. The songs I’ve heard you sing and perform have resonated with me for years and years. It’s important, and meaningful, and I hope it helped you as much as it helped me.

  5. This is something I needed to hear. Thank you, Ron. I eagerly await to hear what makes the final cut.

  6. The music you’ve created has been with me for about a decade now and I want to thank you for the impact and meaning it’s had in my life

  7. Hi Ronnie,
    I listen to your songs throughout college in 2008-2012. And I have been still listening to you song from time to time. Your song came up in my YouTube playlist today, so I went to your website and saw this post. Hope all is well, and thank you for all your musics! They are very nice :-)

  8. This is a beautiful sentiment, Ronnie. I was a few years older than you in San Bruno, CA writing songs and touring the world looking for ears which might open up for them. I too have moved onto find other ways to contribute to society. I wrestle with ideas of legacy and vacillate between advocating the merit of artistic creativity and admonishing the disease of egoic ouput. I’m glad you put these songs out here.

  9. I can’t wait to hear more stuff from you. I’ve listened to you for years, ever since The Album… keep doing what you’re doing man. You have a life long fan

  10. I love your music! I first heard “Outside” while working at Macys. I instantly loved the song and looked up all your music. Keep on the amazing work and know you have fans waiting to hear more from you :)

  11. I’m glad you’re letting me listen to all these little gremlin songs… they all deserve attention so they can blossom into beautiful finished recordings. I love you.

  12. all i can say.. being 17, 18, 19, & 20 years old, religiously watching your podcast and episode series.. listening to THE ALBUM on replay. my heart was broken and i had no where to go.. i went to you and you dug me out of a hole, i’ll forever cherish those years and your music. you’ll never know what you meant to a stranger like me but you were all i had. i survived. thank you

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