The Sun Is Always Brighter

It was a Myspace generation, or atleast era. I, like so many of my peers, hopped quickly on the myspace wagon of "plays" and "likes". What else could an open mic night kinda kid do? My hand was forced / placed and I fell into place. I had uploaded 4 songs that had been recorded in my apartment in Provo, Utah to the myspace page that I had so proudly created. It was 2007 and I was in anatomy and physiology classes in "HOT" pursuit of a nursing career. As per usual, after my anatomy class, I headed to the computer lab to check my email and of course my myspace account. My plays were over 125 and I was beside myself about it. This kid was GOING SOMEWHERE i calmly muttered under my breath. My inbox had two messages, one from dancer1245 and one from a man named Shannon Edgar. I checked the dancer1245 message and quickly saw that it was a spam message. The one that i received from Shannon Edgar was a whole different thing. He claimed to be a producer from L.A. and had listened to my four demos on my player. He asked if i wouldn't mind giving him a call and left his phone number. I did as was requested and called Shannon. Our conversation stretched out over the next two hours and ended with me saying "yes" to flying to L.A. to have Shannon produce and record a record for me, with the vague understanding that we would "figure it out" after we made the record.