A look inside the world of Pat Monahan of the band Train
Is that I loved Prince and I think we all had some connection to the great things he did and we(train) plan on paying tribute to him during the shows we have coming up. Hope you dig it.
See?! Way more positive. I’m getting the hang of this I think. 😕
Love, Pat
No more pictures. Just a place in your brain that you want to be. No more comparisons just you thinking in vision. Be there.
Take a breath. Stay there. Listen.
Ok now become that.
Breathe. Listen for the ocean.
Breathe again.
Slow your mind.
Be at a train concert.
Slow your heart.
Be on stage.
Are you on stage?
Now freeze!
Close your eyes.
Is this the best moment ever?
This is my life.
I am so grateful that I get these moments.
How can I share them?
I need you on stage with me.
Ready??!!!
❤️Pat
Thank you all for the great birthday wishes.
I don’t really do my birthday very well. Seems like more of a day for my mom than me. I just kinda did my thing as she agonized in delivery.
It’s a funny day really. If I didn’t know the date I wouldn’t ever remember.
I’ve preoccupied my brain with things that count. Things that I love. People I miss.
I do appreciate it though. Not trying to discount the vibe. Just not really where I’m at currently.
Thank you. That’s what I mean to say. Doesn’t come easy to accept compliments and good wishes but I will today. Thank you!
I love you too.
And to those witches, you know who you are, I love you too!!!!!!!!
Pat
I used to invest in them, my time, my heart, my love. Times change and here we are in the middle of it all. Bands are a thing of the past. There are a few. Some are really big and still make a big impression but for the most part bands are yesterday.
I’m in one so this is a tough reality.
My band is black and blue and red all over.
My band has had its ass handed to us more than once but we work through it. We get up and get back on the bike.
Bands aren’t supposed to quit. They’re supposed to figure out how to get it together again and make shit right again.
When are MY bands going to stand up for what I/we believe in and kick some ass again?
Well, never. That’s the real answer. Competition is fierce and kids have moved on…way on.No bother. My band will play the fool and pretend that music hasn’t “moved on”. I will act as if I can contribute and without me the world is a lesser world. Is it true? Who cares! Truth is not anything but science and science is NOT music no matter how hard it tries. Rock Stars are not at Microsoft and Apple. They are on stage making you/me think shit we never thought before. Music is for the soul.
So I’m going to do it. I’m going to go after it like I’ve always done. I’ll be that band I want in my life. I’ll be the fighter of the fight. Yeah some will laugh. Some will hate. But I will smile through it all, knowing that I have to represent the band that I need so bad right now.
💙 Pat
The world changes, and with it so do tastes and preferences. But if who you are is honest and true, and what you do is sincere and right, don’t change for the world, change the world for the better…or die trying
Pretty wise words
(via ryantroughtoneffect)
I used to invest in them, my time, my heart, my love. Times change and here we are in the middle of it all. Bands are a thing of the past. There are a few. Some are really big and still make a big impression but for the most part bands are yesterday.
I’m in one so this is a tough reality.
My band is black and blue and red all over.
My band has had its ass handed to us more than once but we work through it. We get up and get back on the bike.
Bands aren’t supposed to quit. They’re supposed to figure out how to get it together again and make shit right again.
When are MY bands going to stand up for what I/we believe in and kick some ass again?
Well, never. That’s the real answer. Competition is fierce and kids have moved on…way on.
No bother. My band will play the fool and pretend that music hasn’t “moved on”. I will act as if I can contribute and without me the world is a lesser world. Is it true? Who cares! Truth is not anything but science and science is NOT music no matter how hard it tries. Rock Stars are not at Microsoft and Apple. They are on stage making you/me think shit we never thought before. Music is for the soul.
So I’m going to do it. I’m going to go after it like I’ve always done. I’ll be that band I want in my life. I’ll be the fighter of the fight. Yeah some will laugh. Some will hate. But I will smile through it all, knowing that I have to represent the band that I need so bad right now.
💙 Pat
I wonder what I’m supposed to want at Christmas these days. What wishes would make this holiday the best I’ve ever had?
Do I dream of a great time for my children or no more gun crimes? Do I ask for my friends and family to have a year filled with lack of loss?
Not sure really what is worthy of a Christmas wish.
I think that maybe the best thing to ask for is that we all breathe deeper than we ever have.
When I’m getting worked up my wife says, “Just breathe”. No better advice for a guy like me really. Breathe. Wait. Don’t act so fast.
Take a moment to see things clearly. Feel those feelings inside your body. Understand that those feelings are temporary. Breathe.
I want that for the world this holiday.
If you want to do something that might hurt someone, wait. Breathe. Understand those feelings and beat them.
If you want to hurt yourself, take a moment to stop and take inventory of those feelings and then breathe them out.
We have such a short time here.
It’s hard. Even for those you think have it easy, it’s hard. Life is a challenge. We are in it together as separate as we feel most of the time.
Breathe.
There is great love in all of us.
I wish for 2016 to be a year of great love. A year to breathe through the pain. Every year is a new tattoo. The more we resist the harder it hurts. The more we try to change the challenge the harder the challenges are.
I hope that this Christmas and 2016 is a year of hope and healing.
This is what I want for us all.
Love, Pat
We all love music, right?
It changes everything for people like us. We’re screwed and then that song reminds us that we aren’t. Maybe we are actually winning. Songs get us through.
I heard a song tonight, unfinished, unbelievable and holy shit kind of hit. Not sue that I’ll be the privileged one to sing on it but if I am OH BOY! Shit is gonna get turnt! See you all weekend with my “pursuit of being famous” bullshit(Friday on the Pulse and then Sunday with the Chef’s classic!). And I’ll let you know about that song…..so good!!!💙🍅
What a gift this life is. How could we ever complain? All of the heartache and tragedy that there is, how could we ever have a rebuttal? We play and skip through life as though it’s easy, while others contemplate the end. We dislike the choice of wine while knowing that many cannot taste anything because they are in a coma or in a state of depression and taste does not matter.
There is no end until the end.
We work. We play. We love. We fall. And so on and so forth.
I watch movies at times to take my mind off of the inevitable. I write to shift the game’s platform. I try to be normal while knowing it’s all going to stop some day.
I’m petrified. I don’t want to be here for one moment past my wife’s last breath. I don’t want to be here without my love.
My children need me though. They need her mostly. I hope I go first. I will then be free of that burden.
I hope we all end up in some awesome hot tub somewhere just shooting the shit and thinking about the best parts of our lives. Oh this curse. This blessing. This life.
❤️🙏🏻🍅
