Moving, just keep moving

I was perusing Facebook over the weekend when I noticed a good amount of my friends were recapping their 2015 accomplishments, a celebration of overcoming obstacles and making themselves a better person. I guess it caught me because the new year is usually where we project who we’d like to be from here on out, but this was more of taking a moment to high five the person that they had already become. A lot can happen in a year, both good and bad, but singling in on those bits of success is a nice way to get the next round rolling. And while I’m not certain I can look back on this specific year and find those nuggets, I know that even worse points have led to wisdom.

I will most definitely remember 2015 as the year of the floods. March’s flood put two feet of water in our house and turned our lives upside down. July’s flood decided to take whatever we had saved the first time around, including a sizable chunk of my music, adding insult to injury. We were finally able to get back into our house, if for nothing else, to start the process of leaving for good. After some of the best days and nights of my life that included watching my son learn to ride a bike and climb the tree out front time after time, countless friends on the back deck, and me proposing to Jenn in the kitchen to the sound of Jim James singing “A New Life,” it was now time to usher in the end of river living. We packed up our belongings and moved once again, for the sixth time in a year, to a new place in Crescent Hill. (It was an important part in our conversations that where we landed has the word hill in the name.) After spending nine months bouncing from place to place, arguing with the mortgage company, fighting with MSD, rebuilding once only to have to rebuild again, we were more than ready to move on.  I can’t remember what the first song I ever heard in that house was, and I don’t remember the last one either, but there was always music. Music in every room almost constantly, and I have no doubt that there are songs hiding somewhere in my memories that, when I hear them, I’ll be transported right back to those rooms. My thanks, as always, to the music that makes the soundtrack of my life for helping me hold on to the better moments, and to my friends who taught me about generosity, gratitude and a few realizations that I could be a better friend as well, especially seeing so many people go out of their way to help me.

2015 also featured the end of The Weekly Feed, my syndicated radio show that I had worked so hard on for six years. I had built something from the ground up, watched it find a level of success, and then laid it to rest. I think we’re all guilty to some degree about not always finishing everything that we start, but this is one of the biggest projects in my life that I can look back on and know that I saw it all of the way through. Not only did it give me the chance to share new music with the world, but it put me face to face with my biggest heroes. Let me say with extreme emphasis that 2015 is the year I interviewed U2! Not being in a major market, who knows if I would have ever had that chance if it weren’t for The Weekly Feed. In its place, I was able to follow another rabbit hole when I launched The Speed of Sound, an interview series that is now on its way to its own level of success with around 20 stations in the country playing it, reigniting my excitement and allowing me to focus on one singular interest. I don’t know that it’ll be the vehicle that carries me for another six years or if it’s just a transitional stepping stone to the next bigger thing, but it’s exactly what I need right now, and it’s a lot a fun.

And now on to 2016 where there will be new ideas, new projects and new opportunities. Because every day is an opportunity to move forward, even if you have to swim against the current that’s knocking down your walls. To hell with those walls. You didn’t need them anyway. •

Kyle Meredith is the music director of WFPK and host of the nationally syndicated “The Weekly Feed.” Hunting bears was never his strong point.