Paste put up a fantastic piece about eighteen musicians who are also mothers, and the highs and lows about making music and raising kids at the same time. I’m glad to see it, and it’s definitely recommended reading.
Another set of moms deserves recognition and thanks today. I started thinking about it a few weeks ago courtesy of nyctaper’s great Megafaun show from March 30. This is transcribed from the intro to “Lazy Suicide”:
I had my third wedding anniversary yesterday… And also in three months’ time I’m going to become a father for the first time. So we’ve been talking about this, this is a great tour, man, you know, we’re having a great time. It’s hard to be away from, you know, the people we love, but, you know, this is what makes it worth it, man, this being able to call home and be like, “Love what I’m doing. I love what I’m doing, it doesn’t matter how hard shit gets, it doesn’t matter how uncertain, like, you know, the future is in terms of that kind of shit, but, man, thank you guys so much.”
Weeks-long tours aren’t easy on the musicians, but they’re also not easy on their families. So:
Thanks to the moms who aren’t musicians and who raise the kids and run the family and take care of daily life while their partners are out on the road. Thanks to them for sharing their partners’ time and attention with us. Thanks to them for the really, really tough job they do so their partners can love what they do. And I hope they also love what they do, and that they have the support they need to do it and stay sane, and that they’re appreciated today and every day.