The Agent Coma, my stage moniker, has always been a silly name. In fact, I always figured I would use it for a post-rock band name. However, that experiment never happened and I thought it sounded cool, so there you have it. No one ever really asked me what it meant, which is great because I haven't the slightest clue myself.
I'll try not to drag this post out as some sort of self-serving commemoration to glorify my achievements. In fact, that is far from my intention. I mainly want to reflect a little bit and express my gratitude to those who have helped me along the way.
I've only officially been using the name The Agent Coma since the spring of 2011, but over the years as a solo musician, I've played at numerous events - a memorial service for a friend, in a psych ward, service projects, music festivals, open mics, coffee shops, and of course the many impromptu living room sessions, which were always fun.
This project is coming to an end for several reasons, the first and most candid reason being that I have simply lost interest in it. I never intended to be a solo artist - it's boring, narrow, competitive, and too easy to think highly of one's self. I always wanted to be in a band. In addition to that, I realize you have to have a lot of talent to be a solo musician. I'm not trying to be self-deprecatory, but to be as honest as possible, I've never enjoyed my own voice. Who does, really? Either way, these are the reasons I've decided to end it.
You could also say my interests have shifted. These days, the only kind of musical writing I do is for the band that I am in. I have somehow managed to join an organic musical project that I'm pretty dang excited about. Trust me, you'll be hearing from us. Also, I spend much of my time writing for literary reasons. Short stories, poetry, this silly blog - these are my priorities.
Here are a few pictures from some of my favorite events spanning The Agent Coma's existence:
Lastly and most importantly, I would like to thank all of my friends and family members over the past few years for just being supportive. My musical endeavors almost led to some drastic career choices, and no one ever contested them because they were adamant in their support. Seriously. For those of you who came to open mics week after week even when you knew what to expect; for those of you who have ever downloaded, shared, or streamed my music online; for those of you who have stood in unbearable heat to hear my voice crack and tell dumb jokes....I thank all of you. A musician is nothing without fans. Who would want to play to themselves?
But you weren't my fans. You were my friends.
So along with my decision to put this project to rest for now, I am grateful to all of you for the love. I won't stop writing music - that will never happen - but as far as this project and its immediate future are concerned, it was a fun ride.
Of course, my music will always be readily available for download and streaming online. Hope it can still make someone smile every so often:
UPDATES & SUCH
For the first time, I really don't have a lot to say here. As far as music goes, my steady As I Lay Dying regime has been tempered after seeing them in concert last weekend, which was AWESOME. These days you'll find me spinning the Deftones' new album Koi no Yokan. Also, I've finally jumped on The Wailin' Jennys bandwagon. Here's why:
Still reading The Hobbit. December 14th can't come fast enough. My dwarf beard grows thirsty.
See you there, maybe.