A Happy Couple

Chapter 1

I wake to the same endless day, repeating for years of my life. I get up and make breakfast, the same eggs on toast as I always have, just hoping for a slight eventual change. Each day endlessly streaming together to create this same continuous pattern.

I get changed for work, as I do everyday. I work for a record company, producing and editing tracks ready for release by the publishers. Although I've never personally worked with famous artists, I've been in the same room and honestly that is the best experience I've ever had. But my main ambition is to be the one creating the music, not isolated behind the glass and watching other people do my dream. I wish my dream could be that reality. I arrive at work, promptly at 8am for my day, from memory I'm working with two country singers today on their new 'Metal Earth' album, oh God, sometimes my job is hell and other times it is heaven, there is no in-between. Sure, I mean, I'm all for music and people 'expressing' themselves, but why in God's name did country like this have to be created. Their voices themselves are okay, but adding all these weird textures and God knows what in attempt to make them have that generic 'country' sound doesn't do them any good... like at all.

The day travels fast as I listen to the piercing songs, telling them to continue playing sections and phrases over and over again, just so I can actually try to understand what they are saying. Sometimes I wonder whether Jim, the record manager, has his head screwed on or not to even consider asking me to produce this absolute shit.

I finally get to go home and enjoy the peace and serenity with my own music, warming up with some Beethovan and Phantom of the Opera to motivate myself. One day I'll have my break.