Have you heard any of those marketers who talk about working on your laptop on a beach? Of course, that’s just so much hype and silliness.
I’m not saying it can’t be done. But most hard-working entrepreneurs don’t live that life.
So why does so much hype, like that, get spread all over the internet?
Because it sounds so cool. Duh!
Except, when you get right down to it, taking your laptop onto a beach is a wacky thing to do. Because there’s something on a beach that high-tech gadgets, like laptops, don’t take kindly to.
Sand.
But I remember, back in the day, when it wasn’t so much hype for me to be able to live a life like that. When time at the beach, or by a pool, or on the ski slopes was totally doable.
It was during the time of my life when I was a full-time traveling musician. And there were plenty of times I found myself on a beach during the day, playing music at night, and thinking up the next songs to write.
I didn’t reach the stratosphere of “fame and fortune.” But it sure felt like it sometimes. I’d pinch myself and say “Just think, Tony, they’re paying you to sing and play music!” And I don’t mean once in a while. No, when I say full time, I mean full time. Five to seven days a week. And multiples on the weekends. Did I mention, regular paychecks to sing and play music?
Speaking of writing songs during those days, I wrote and recorded one in a little beach hotel near Padre Island, Texas.
And here’s how that story goes.
I used to carry around an image of the woman I wanted to be with, for good, in my head. And it became so vivid I started to “see it” musically. So, I set up my motel room studio with my 4-track, my Yamaha keyboard, drum machine, and percussion machine, and my headphones.
It was a rainy, South Texas day, so being indoors all day was just the ticket to getting the song recorded with all the parts I wanted in it. If you ever recorded on tape, with only 4 tracks to work with, you’ll know what I mean when I say there was a lot of dubbing and ping-ponging. But, by the end of that day, just as it was getting dark, I had the song out of my head and on tape for posterity. Here are the lyrics. If you want to hear it, you’ll have to tune in to the FunderCast. Here are the lyrics:
Drawn to You
Maybe it’s your eyes. I don’t know.
It could be your walk. I’m not sure.
But you have a way of distracting my thoughts.
Would you be my drug? Would you be my cure.
Maybe it’s just me making it up
Maybe I’m wrong to even tell you.
But you didn’t lift a finger, and now I’m wrapped around it.
What else can I say? What more can I do?
I’m drawn to You
Like a June-bug to the light.
I’m drawn to You
Like a boxer to the fight.
I’m drawn to You
Like a sweet tooth and ice cream,
And it may all sound extreme,
But I’m drawn to You.
Maybe I’ll wake up…maybe soon
And find I made it up…Who can say?
“˜Til then I’ll live it out…’til then I’ll follow through
And see if maybe you might feel the same way.
Chorus
Heaven, help me, won’t you take me to my heart’s desire?
Nothing could mean more than having her to share my fire!
Take me higher…draw me near.
Chorus…instrumental…repeat chorus to end
© 1986 Tony Funderburk
If you’ve only known me since my mostly Christian music days, you might think I changed the words to one of my songs on the Amen collection. But it’s actually the other way around. And now you know some of the rest of that story without so much as even a little hype.
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