Hands up who knew what they wanted to do when they left school?
Way back in 1992, on my last day of having to do the 8.40 to 3.20 days, I had no idea what I wanted to do. Apart from jokingly organising being a business man with a friend in a maths class, rather than doing maths, there was no real clear direction as to where I wanted to head professionally.
Travelling back to that last day of school, half an hour after I got home, I thought song writer!
I had enjoyed watching interviews of my favourite artists and loved music, still do.
But when you don’t know how to play an instrument or sing then it makes it pretty difficult.
I seem to remember when in a music class someone said I couldn’t sing so that put me off singing in public, but still thought doing music would be great.
Expressing things in my life through lyrics & sounds.
