I wake up after fifty alarms. Usually when I wake up it feels like I’m back from the abyss, so I redefine myself and try to remember him. After breakfast and be sure to coffee. I drink the first coffee to wake up so I can drink the next one in peace.

Classes begin. My house opens its doors to everyone who wants to learn music or work on their voice. To the kids who want to prepare for the drama school exams in singing, and finally to all those who have decided to look into the field of art and singing, or those who have failed and decided to do it with me. At the same time, sometimes I “do” some group classes and projects with the Papia music lab that I founded, or go to some schools for trainings that I have done. My morning is usually devoted to education, study, all these people and children looking for new ways.

Since I spend 4 hours thinking for so many people about many things about what is best for them in singing theater, how best to travel together, I always have the need to do the same for myself. What do I want to do? When will I play live? Organization of my disk? My poems? When will I release them? What should I name my new projects? Should I start a musical? A bunch of thoughts every day until I go somewhere. So after thinking through a bunch of information, I usually do nothing to move these projects forward and leave them for the next day. And the next day I leave them for the next day. The thought of work usually takes me five times as long as the work itself. In fact, all work is first done in the mind, built, determines its needs, corrected by one thought, constantly postponed until the day comes when everything suddenly falls into place and moves quickly.

“There is no end to music, and we cannot learn as much as we would like in a lifetime. I try to use as much time as possible for this.”

Time to go to the studio, go to rehearsal or go to my colleagues to try out the material for the recording. Now we have created pleasant conditions, when this most stressful and tiring moment of our work has turned into a feeling of “going to my friends”, at the same time we all know that we are doing the work. At the moment I am writing music for the performance of the State Theater of Northern Greece “Prague”, a modern play by Javier de Dios directed by Themis Theoharoglu. Cellos, violins, guitars, pianos, saxophones and chords! So I spend a few hours in the studio. At the same time, I am preparing my third album, my live performances, and also watching some projects of my students. So this is the time when I spend it very creatively, writing new things, generating new ideas. Somewhere in there my own lessons as a student interfere. In greenhouses, in laboratories, in schools. I’ve always been a regular student and I don’t change that. Music has no end, and we won’t be able to learn as much as we would like in a lifetime. Now I try to spend as much time on it as possible.

Preparation. Again training. In recent years, I have found joy in training and gymnastics and would not trade it for anything. This is the time of day when I need to take care of myself. I mean real, not imaginary. The one that I always put second, because my thoughts concerned me more than reality. One that I often neglected because my artistic work or livelihood always came first. Now I care more about him, and it’s nice.

Aragma for no reason. I imagine what it would be like to fill the stadiums at our concerts, and if we ever experienced it. Later isolation on my computer to write new music. Sometimes a walk with friends. A little flirting, a little hope for the future. Some good friend. Movies, lots of movies. Read and restart…

Spyros Paraskevakos writes music for theatrical productions and has also done some interesting adaptations of “children’s songs for adults” such as “Duck” by Nicholas Asimos and “Kypouros” by Pavlos Pavlidis.