The Next Ten Years. A Waste? Or a Gift?


They went by pretty quickly. I guess that is what happens when you are working for bands that are always playing shows, recording albums and throwing parties that make you forget the whole week before.

There are stories that I may or may not get into as this blog takes shape, but for now, I'll just say that it was interesting and I loved being a part of keeping the bands on track.

Working at Yaletown Financial Management enabled me to learn from the leaders in the industry. The time I spent there has a very special place in my life. Lots of lessons.

One of the nights when we were at a gathering really late at the home of one of our clients, I was sitting at a tiny little table that you had to crawl through a mini door beside the bar and shift and shimmy your way to a seat. The group around the table were talking about music and strategies for releasing the next group of songs. The lead singer of the band and owner of the home turned to me and said, "You don't seem to say much."

In my head, I was thinking, "What could I possibly say to add to this conversation?" I replied, "I'm not here to express an opinion. I'm here to learn."

The next few years took many turns. I toured, attended festivals, drove across the US and flew to new countries. Each and every experience, at the time, seemed normal. It was the world I was living in. Didn't everyone travel on a tour bus from LA to Nashville and hang out with the best selling rock bands of the decade?

I guess not. But these were the people I lived and breathed with day in and day out. They were my family and I loved my dysfunctional family.

In 2007, I started my own management company. Ten years after meeting my first husband, I struck out on my own. Literally, I was alone. But it didn't take long for me to find a new journey. I found a new path that resonated with me. A path that rang true to my beliefs, my desire to leave a legacy for my children and one that gave me new experiences to expand my life and love for music.

Cathleen McMahon