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I was doing a lot of things and not giving my all to any of them.
It was around then that my best friend Andrew moved to LA. He lives and breathes business, with no interest in pursuing anything in the arts, and ever since I met him when we were five, his monkey has been a tame little bitch who does what he’s told.
No more fighting the monkey—he was going to get exactly what he wanted.
I had figured out life, and I moved to LA to write movie scores.
I never missed a deadline, but I only did anything the night before it was due.
I was a dire moments, but for the most part, I was just doing everything at the last minute because I knew I could probably still do well that way—so why not.
Soon, the monkey started thinking bigger, and without running it by the rest of us, he began hiring my friends to tutor for me.After he moved, we started talking about maybe going into business together somehow.My RDM had refused to entertain taking business seriously until then, but the prospect of starting a company with Andrew and actually putting a full effort into it was enticing—and the monkey was clearly into it, so maybe was the thing I was supposed to be doing all along.In order to pay my bills, I began tutoring kids after school on their homework or for the SAT, a side job I chose because it wouldn’t distract me from becoming the next John Williams.It was the perfect setup, I was brimming with excitement about music, and things were starting to move—when the weirdest thing happened.