Every February, The Scope dares people across Newfoundland and Labrador to set aside their feelings of musical inadequacy, loosen up their schedules, and get down to writing and recording a full album of original music in the coldest month in our winter.
One of the most important and difficult things for musicians to overcome is your internal critic, the voice that says “you suck” and “what’s the point of working so hard for this anyway?” Well, screw that voice.
Making music can be heartbreaking agony, but when you’re working with friends, there’s usually somebody around to pick you up when you’ve accidentally erased your hard drive, can’t come up with a good rhyme for “raisin”, or to reassure you that it’s okay you can’t sing your way out of a paper bag.
For some of this year’s RPMers, hunkering down with just their instruments and their hearts was the perfect way to turn another serotonin-depleting February into an intense period of quiet self-exploration and rejuvenation.
Some bands like to draw inspiration from a story outside of themselves. The Beatles, Pink Floyd, Iron Maiden, Green Day, and Styx have done it, so why can’t we? Sometimes being abducted by aliens is more interesting than your day-to-day, middle-of-winter existence.