Truck Stop Troubadour Volume 2- Gaining Traction

I had a string of days last week where I had to be up at 3 AM to go to work, so immediately after I posted my first blog, I went to sleep (passed out).  I woke up the next morning--yes, at 3 am--and noticed that one person had liked, and I'll assume read my blog.  It happened to be my ex-girlfriend Eileen which I have no shame in admitting.  I think amiable relations with exes illustrate sanity and, frankly, I can use all the illustrations I can get.
The first thing I did after I got out of the shower and dried off was to post a status on Facebook that essentially said "Hooray!  Somebody read my blog!  Now I just need to get 4999 more people to do the same."
Contrary to what many people might think, I wasn't being a passive aggressive martyr, I wasn't being sarcastic and I do not take psychotropic drugs. I was merely following the belief system of a man named Frederick Smith. 
Frederick Smith founded FedEx.
Smith took every penny of his inheritance and purchased jets, trucks, jet fuel, hired employees, bought advertising and started his business.  As the legend goes, he delivered about thirty packages on his first day (ten of which he sent to himself as tests) .
At the end of that day, it is said that he mused  "well that turned out perfect!  Now I just need to get about 10,000 more packages a day and we're onto something."
His friends and associates told him he was crazy. "A few more days like that first one and you will be completely bankrupt ," they warned.
Successful people have a tendency to block out warnings from friends and unless you've been in a coma for the last twenty five years, you know how this all turned out.  And while I am in no way a fan of wealthy people with inheritances becoming even more wealthy, there is something to take away from all of this beyond that fact.
A lot of us are hard wired from childhood to try things when we have the energy to do so.  We then step back, assess the results and upon the realization that it is not instantly and wildly successful, we throw up our hands and either try something else or--worse still--just give up altogether.
I posted one of my new songs from "Back To Busking" on Friday and I woke up this morning and had ten "likes".  Now you may be thinking "Ten likes?  That's terrific but I'd hold off a little longer on trying to get a mortgage on that waterfront colonial", but allow me to put this in perspective for you.
"Back To Busking" was a relatively inexpensive release due to the fact that it was a solo acoustic record.
Ten likes is huge.
I recorded two records that were produced by Garrett Uhlenbrock and one that was mastered by Don Grossinger--really slick productions and they wouldn't get a single listen.
And it isn't just me.  I have heard some great local stuff on MK's Locally Grown show on WDST and I would go to the Facebook page and find a lot of it was being neglected.  One like, maybe two.  Maybe the guy who owned the studio shared it on his page but no real voluntary engagement.

So is this new ray of sunshine due to my new blog?
Is it my new found belief in myself and what I am doing?
Is it my pit bull persistence?

Yes. I think it is.

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