My First Week

I don’t even know where to start. This place is beautiful. The people are so friendly, the food is amazing, and the juice is even better. It hasn’t been all fun and games since I’ve been here though. We have worked around 15 hour days this week to meet a deadline yesterday, so now I have some time to breathe. “Work is not even really work it’s play, when words seem to work in a perfect way.” I’m working in a studio with musicians that are my age and really cool. So far we have created two radio programs, including around 7 songs that I wrote or helped write. I play a 14 year old boy and a parrot haaa. It’s really crazy because they all think I can sing, and ask me to do so quite often. My vocals and Spanish are slowly getting better.

This morning I moved into a house with a very nice family that doesn’t speak any English. I pay 300 USD a month and get three meals a day and laundry (I’m not exactly roughing it haa). This morning when I finished packing they sat me down at the table, gave me lunch, and watched me while I ate, smiling and refilling my drink every time I took a sip. They are really sweet people.

I already have a really cool group of friends that are very talented and extremely nice. Last night the singer in the band that I’m working with, Keren, and I sat outside and talked for over an hour… well mostly laughing at how we couldn’t understand each other. Julian, the guitar player and producer in the band, and I have already started writing music together. We have a lot of things in common and I can’t wait to hear what our music sounds like. I also met a really beautiful, smart, and sweet girl… so much to look forward to.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0oR524Fht5s

Our first song together starts like this:

We sleep under the same constellations

We reach for those same stars

We can’t speak but have a conversation

Life’s a song and we’re playing the same cords

PEACE! -Mic