A picture of the coast in Mombasa Kenya. I was there when the whole thing in Somalia went down in the early 90s. I had been writing poetry for a few years, nothing Earth shattering but earnest. As I write this, it’s been 35 years since I started my artistic journey. From poetry, I moved to acting and lighting for theater, all the while I was playing music either bass guitar or tuba. Poetry I felt was my own, music was my older brother’s realm, today I don’t consider myself a musician, I’m more of a tinkerer. It’s like learning a foreign language, if you don’t practice it with others then you lose it. Maybe not the appreciation but the ability. I’m not sad about this, like I said I tinker around and for me, that is enough. I know how intense practice needs to be for me, and I’m not ready to give up that much time.
2023 has started, I have 2 main podcasts and a minor podcast that is being grafted onto one of my main podcasts. I love the artistry that goes into podcasting, it’s not only the intro and outro music, it’s the show art and episode art and the delivery of my voice. The research and the writing and the marketing that goes into it. The editing of both audio and content are artistic pursuit. Unlike theater, I can do all of this on my own. I think that is what I like about it. Also, I’m not dependent on anyone, which means if I don’t get stuff done, I’m the one to blame. And after working on a project for over a year, I’m in a position with my day job to make podcasting my main job for my employer. So this podcasting thing is taking off. What started as an inspiration from a movie, Pump Up The Volume, has led me to what is happening now.
I’m proud of you. I’ve always been a fan of your podcasts and I’m inspired by your good nature, sense of humour and humility.