Mudcat, looking back was there something specific that made you say, "holy fuck I'm a mess and I need to go to rehab."
Tough to give a short answer to that one.
I finally got serious about change in 1990 and the main reason was not because I was concerned about my substance abuse per se, but because I was unhappy with how I was living. I was a mess: psychologically, financially, professionally, socially, love life, other relationships. Plus I had these dreams for what I wanted my life to be - like I wanted to write and make music - but nothing ever happened. All I ever did was get wasted into a blackout. No matter what good ideas I might have, getting high always ended up being the priority.
Then there was a wake-up call - an OD. It wasn't the first I ever had but for whatever reason I had an epiphany that time. Maybe I didn't use because life sucks; maybe life sucks because of my using. Maybe there is hope for me and I can be less depressed and have better relationships and work towards those dreams if I clean up. I went for it.
You said rehab and I didn't actually check into a rehab. I just started going to a lot of meetings and working on some targeted issues every day. But basically the same idea.
Mudcat, do you prefer to write songs on an acoustic guitar or a piano?
Tough question. Apples and oranges scenario.
I would say piano though. With my very limited abilities, I find I can have more flexibility in terms of chords and progressions on piano.
Mudcat, have you ever been to Venice, Italy?
No I've never been much of anywhere. I have seldom been out of Canada and the only other country I have been to is the USA, except for a trip to Barbados when I was a little kid.
