It's been nearly 4 years since we have abandoned the comforts of a steady income to pursue something more meaningful, full time. Since then we have existed on part-time jobs and the slowly growing Tin Can Tourists, our act and our passion. We began this, as some do, through necessity more than idealism, you see, after moving to a tourist town near the Mexican border in Arizona we realized that full-time employment was difficult to come by. One evening while feeling especially defeated by this we decided to inventory our skills and passions and take matters into our own hands.
I was 38 and Emily was 33, college educated, poor as hell and bored as hell, not enough money to enjoy the great town we live in and now, just for something to do, we were setting out to reinvent ourselves. Emily has always been a gifted singer and performer going back to her childhood and continuing as an adult, impersonating Liza Minelli at pride weekend, I had also done some singing and was performing the occasional open mic, playing passable guitar, covering music I liked. With the strict "no idea is too crazy" rule in effect, we entertained making some money playing music, after all, we had kind and sharing friends who were doing it, we lived in a town that supported a lot of live music, how hard could it be?
It was really hard, it still is, had we known how hard, we may have moved to the next idea and been farming medical marijuana our something, but we didn't, we started practicing what would become our first few songs with the intentions of becoming what we'd always wanted to be, Tin Can Tourists.
So what then? Well, we went in to this not knowing anything about creating and managing a growing music act. Nothing about p.a. equipment, nothing about recording, or booking, or touring, or writing, or promotion... We're learning it on the fly, we read and read and reed, and we failed, a lot, and what follows, is what we learned, where we read, and how we fail.