Grant Barnes has a blog?

 (Thought I posted this two days before I left, but this just shows how ignorant I am to this whole thing, I saved it as a draft by mistake!)

I realize this is completely unlike me. However, in the interest of keeping the few North Carolinian patrons of my career updated, I've decided to start a blog. This also prevents my Facebook from becoming a personal spam-fest for all things music related.

I'll aim to keep this blog interesting, with video updates of my progress, and hopefully someday pictures and audio snippets of my work. The fate of a musician has very much so become intertwined with his ability to manipulate the internet, and all of it's treachery. That being said, I'm not particularly handy with design elements, so should you know anyone interested in creating a template that is pleasing to the eye, please feel free to contact me.

Now with all that out of the way...

Prepping for the Move 

I'm not sure I realized how quickly this excursion would creep up on me. It feels like I've almost been running from something I so desperately wanted to happen. This entire summer has been incredible, as I suspect most senior year summers are supposed to be. I fear my general disdain for immaturity is being conflicted with my own internal desire to avoid growing up. No one really writes a manual on how to do this shit, you know? Most people sit comfortably knowing they have the first few years of college to figure out what exactly they want to do. Even then, most graduates still have no idea exactly what profession they'll choose. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. It's just starting to hit home that this a career I'm about to embark on. If I screw this one up, I may never have the opportunity to create and perform music to the degree I'd like.

All the sappy shit aside, I feel a lot of positive energy surrounding this move. It's almost as if Karma is waving a huge red flag reading, "THIS WAY!!!" The house we've found literally came out of no where, and we've managed to close on it in nearly perfect timing for my sister to start High School. Our new home is less than 10 minutes away from my fathers new job, which he happens to love, and also may someday help me get my foot in the door for this industry. Let's just hope this energy continues on throughout the trip.

Anyways, all for now.

-GMB