My house is a MUSEUM. As a musician and photographer, I have a bunch of gear. I’ve started to sell some things (a midi controller) and will be selling a guitar, two or three other controllers, and some photography and video gear. Thing is, I don’t have any emotional connection to those things I’m selling. But will I EVER sell my Tascam Portastudio 424 MkII? NEVER EVER. Or my Epiphone Acoustic that my parents, grandfather and brother got me for my birthday in 1997 and in which I’ve written about 200 songs? NO. So, yeah, I get it and I get you. Good work on your channel.
Thanks! I also have thing I'll never sell because I'm too attached emotionally. But sometimes I struggle to tell the difference between a real attachment and an imagined or hoped attachment... I can become sentimental about things simply because I thought they'd be perfect for my music, even if I never really used them. It's a disease 🤣
I've always had the opposite problem - I don't hold on to anything, often to my detriment. In part, it's my Bowie/Dylan wannabe streak where I want (or at least wanted in my twenties) to be constantly changing and I felt that shifting circumstance and resources helped that, but only recently I've come to terms with the fact that whenever I had anything remotely nice or expensive I felt I wasn't good enough or successful enough to deserve it, so I'd straight up give it to the closest person I thought could benefit from it. It's only now at 40 that I'm beginning to be able to sus out the difference between what's shiny, what's useful, and what's genuinely necessary (in all aspects of my life, really). Sometimes the shiny thing you never use IS necessary, though. It's presence gives you confidence of identity. That being said, I feel like remembering that mid range Martin I had for six months fifteen years ago gives the same or similar nostalgia hit as seeing it hanging on the wall. The only tangible thing I really wish I still had is my early recordings.. Not that I'd ever listen to it, but..
@@JordanSeal In a heroes journey/siddhartha sort of way I guess you have to have something long enough to know what it is and isn't gonna do for you - in that sense the knowledge aquired is something always worth the cost and you can't lose that. When you do sort out what's purely nostolgia based, you should take a picture of each thing, get it made into a poster for the shed.. have a convenient checklist of what to hunt down when the kids are grown up and you have to figure out what to do with yourself. :D
so relating... I have things that I haven't touched in 20 years that I can't let go.
My house is a MUSEUM. As a musician and photographer, I have a bunch of gear. I’ve started to sell some things (a midi controller) and will be selling a guitar, two or three other controllers, and some photography and video gear. Thing is, I don’t have any emotional connection to those things I’m selling. But will I EVER sell my Tascam Portastudio 424 MkII? NEVER EVER. Or my Epiphone Acoustic that my parents, grandfather and brother got me for my birthday in 1997 and in which I’ve written about 200 songs? NO. So, yeah, I get it and I get you. Good work on your channel.
Thanks! I also have thing I'll never sell because I'm too attached emotionally. But sometimes I struggle to tell the difference between a real attachment and an imagined or hoped attachment... I can become sentimental about things simply because I thought they'd be perfect for my music, even if I never really used them. It's a disease 🤣
I've always had the opposite problem - I don't hold on to anything, often to my detriment. In part, it's my Bowie/Dylan wannabe streak where I want (or at least wanted in my twenties) to be constantly changing and I felt that shifting circumstance and resources helped that, but only recently I've come to terms with the fact that whenever I had anything remotely nice or expensive I felt I wasn't good enough or successful enough to deserve it, so I'd straight up give it to the closest person I thought could benefit from it. It's only now at 40 that I'm beginning to be able to sus out the difference between what's shiny, what's useful, and what's genuinely necessary (in all aspects of my life, really).
Sometimes the shiny thing you never use IS necessary, though. It's presence gives you confidence of identity. That being said, I feel like remembering that mid range Martin I had for six months fifteen years ago gives the same or similar nostalgia hit as seeing it hanging on the wall.
The only tangible thing I really wish I still had is my early recordings.. Not that I'd ever listen to it, but..
"What's Shiny, What's Useful, and What's Genuinely Necessary"
@@JordanSeal In a heroes journey/siddhartha sort of way I guess you have to have something long enough to know what it is and isn't gonna do for you - in that sense the knowledge aquired is something always worth the cost and you can't lose that.
When you do sort out what's purely nostolgia based, you should take a picture of each thing, get it made into a poster for the shed.. have a convenient checklist of what to hunt down when the kids are grown up and you have to figure out what to do with yourself. :D