San Angelo was about to run out of water. I’m not talking about people not being able to water their lawns– I’m talking about running out of water. The lakes were gone. The reservoirs were all but empty. There was a countdown clock to the days that Angelo was going to run out of water online, and the number was frighteningly low.
And then last week San Angelo’s luck changed. 8 inches of rain fell in three days. The lakes filled to capacity. The reservoir levels jumped way up. The Concho River picked up the pace and started moving. That doomsday countdown clock now extends beyond 380 days.
The music business can be frustrating– how else can you describe an industry that can’t promise its talent pool a single guarantee as far as success is concerned?
Want to lose weight? You can follow a bunch of steps and do that.
Want to learn Russian? You can take classes and do that.
Want to be an Astronaut? Well, that one is a little harder, but if you pass all the tests and follow the training regimen and prove that you’re the best person for the job– guess what? You get to be an Astronaut.
(I’m not sure if the word Astronaut is always spelled with a capital A, but it should be)
You can be the best songwriter, the best singer, the best entertainer– and being the best at all of those things certainly helps– but it doesn’t guarantee you any success. This business is not a meritocracy. At all.
The only thing you can do is be ready to capitalize on a lucky break.
San Angelo has a vast system of lakes and reservoirs to capitalize on a lucky break of rainfall. What do you have on your side?
time: 4:17 pm
date: Thursday May 29th
place: home, New Braunfels, TX