It is ironic and sadistic and twisted and somehow beautiful. It is a struggle and a different struggle for different people. I often wonder how people do it all. Or don’t. But regardless, life is strange.
I have been working hard trying to get a literary agent. My query has been through so many revisions, I have lost count. One agent requested my material but sadly my opening pages didn’t draw her in. They should have. So I am back at the drawing board there. She did say that I have good prose. I at least have that going for me. Then one day I get an unexpected email from an agency that wants to represent, distribute and promote my music. Ha. Once upon a time I had a Myspace page for my music under the alias Vienna Gulbransen. That was my composer name and unless you hung out in Portland, Oregon from 2003-2007 and were involved in some obscure indie film projects then I wouldn’t expect you to know me. Anyway, the Myspace page apparently still exists out there and that is how the agency found me. I immediately deleted the email as I am 99.95% certain that it is nothing more than a scam.
According to the agent there has been a “resurgence of interest” in my music. So that being said, I posted quite a few of my live piano recordings on Soundcloud and will eventually post rejected cues from my brief stint as a film composer. The cue that supposedly garnered attention was my synthesizer experiment called “Clocks.”
And here it is:
I hope you enjoyed that 🙂
Whatever you’re doing out there, keep at it. You’ll get there. Endure the struggle, put up the fight. Let the fire forge you. Pull yourself through the mire, climb out of the pit, don’t stay down too long. And be wary of the unscrupulous.