The noise will always be there.

The year is 2021 and on our way to work, before the midpoint of our journey we have already scanned emails, messages, scrolled through our favourite social media. We taking in but hardly ever assimilate this information, I mean how can we? Let’s be real, we all rolled over hit the alarm snooze/stop and had a quick scroll through something unnecessary. All of that, is the noise we’ve opted into, not to mention the attention stealers and energy vampires; from adverts upon adverts within adverts and moving posters and billboards and ads and screens even when we go to pee, in the toilet every one of these things draining our focus.

I can’t speak for anyone else, but that all just seems like way too much stress, I mean how are we meant to grow if we’re constantly being interrupted by one thing or the other? If there’s one thing I’ve learned, writing and releasing music from 2009 up until now, focus is the key ingredient to consistency and with consistency which is basically repetition, great results are manifested. It could be argued that our ability to be consistent is being stolen from us before our very eyes but the fact we can all see it happening means we can do something to circumvent it and put systems that work for us in place.

I found myself asking “how am I under lock down in a flandemic and instead of feeling less noise somehow things got even noisier?” and that’s when I stumbled across the idea to sprinkle a little balance into my life. I started thinking it’s too late now, I already have a relationship with my phone and social media, and let’s face it, our phones are now directly connected to our livelihoods which is a major part of the struggle.

So I thought, why not accept the phone is here to stay (which it is) but simply decided I’m not going to be my phone’s bitch anymore which I felt I totally was, way too ashamed to even look at my instagram usage. It was not easy at all but the idea of me being easily summoned constantly and regularly by my phone was a tougher pill for me to swallow than so from plugging it downstairs for hours to locking it away or leaving it dead I focused on getting back to myself and is still an ongoing process, but it helped me regain some form of autonomy and continues to do so.

The noise will always be there, our well-being is more fragile.