Oh, hi! It’s me, Julie, a founding member at Cohere (is that what we say if we were among the original “card table people”?). I’m also one of the three people consistently beating the drum over at Cohere Bandwidth. Which is not yet a physical place but is about to go from cool concept to “holy crap, it’s really a real thing!” More on that in a bit. Anyway, Angel’s given me the keys to the blog, so here I am.
If you’ve been following along with our Cohere Bandwidth progress on this blog and via the social medias, you’ve surely noticed that we are nearing the end of a crowdfunding campaign to raise money for shared rehearsal space for local musicians. It has been a roller coaster of of a ride, boy howdy. First, we had to get people to “endorse” us, and next, donate money, and it’s all been during this craaaazzzyy time period for me, personally and professionally. When Angel talked to Ian and me about the timing of the campaign, in fact, the first thing I thought was how the timing couldn’t have been worse. Not enough time to do things perfectly, not even enough time to do things the way I know I want us to do them, barely enough time to think, you know.
So of course, we said YES to taking on the campaign. That’s how it works around here. “Here” meaning: in my life lately and, apparently, when rowing the entrepreneurship in general. Because if you wait for the timing to be perfect, you’ll miss out on the good stuff.
Speaking of the good stuff: I’ve been thinking alot about synchronicity lately. (Actually, I think about synchronicity more often than alot; when I sat down to write this post, I even said to myself “I feel like I’ve written about this before.” Which is really more deja vu, but I digress. Turns out I had indeed written about synchronicity in the past. A few times.) When I found that most recent synchronicity post over on my blog, turns out it was precisely two years ago that I wrote it. Must be time again. Especially since I’m noticing a zillion weird coincidences lately. Like stumbling upon this post about octopus synchronicity.
I’m going somewhere with this, I swear. My brain is just working a bit like a labyrinth at the moment.
What happened with the crowdfunding campaign was this: we did quite well with endorsements, we launched the donation portion, and then at crunch time, I got really really busy elsewhere in life just as I was supposed to be helping carry the baby across the finish line. (<<That is the worst mixed metaphor maybe EVAR, but it is indicative of my current mental state). But you know what I mean. I was feeling panicky. And the needle wasn’t moving on our donations. And then suddenly: we were unstuck.
You know why? Because people are generous and good, of course. And because music fans are everywhere and they are drawn to give because they care in that weird way that only music can make you care. (I know several of the donors, by the way, and even though we don’t all spend tons of time together, I can tell you there’s a Jimmy Buffett fan, a Prince fan, and a Little Green Cars fan among them, and even one guy who really wanted to be more impressed by The Romantics, but just isn’t. These are the nuances you pick up when you’re talking to a music person.)
But I also believe that the campaign is working because everything just clicks into place when it’s supposed to. Because it’s time. It’s time for our community to provide our musicians with a better place to practice. It’s time to give something to a group of people that share so much, so generously, with us. It’s time to move in the same direction. It’s time to wrap up the campaign, roll up our sleeves and find an answer to the question “where is Cohere Bandwidth?” because in a moment, the answer is going to become “it’s here and it’s now.” Don’t miss out on the so-called coincidences. Get involved, give it a chance and stick around to see what happens next. It’s about time.
Crowdfunding update: Looks we’re going to exceed our goal and shoot for an additional “stretch” goal for operations and overhead (i.e. coffee and toilet paper — for the working bathroom! — and MOAR RENT). Hurray!