Tuesday, November 9, 2010

money and music...

so this is the situation:  i've been participating by my own volition as a medium for Music for about 16 years.  it started before that though, with a failed attempt by my mother to get me stroking keys at a very early age, and if i remember correctly, what amounted to many failed attempts at stirring interest within me for the guitar.  at around age 10 or 11 i joined navy league cadets wherein Music would force me into dancing with it in a very strict and regimented manner.  i played the snare drum in a marching band.  lots of fun, but had to ditch that at 12 because drum lessons were starting, and they were on the the same night as cadets.  so, no more shiny shoes for me.  in all, i took 6 years of drum lessons.  i figure that's lots.  since my first encounter with music, i've played in probably 6 or 7 bands, and have been really happy with the outcome of just one of them, which is not disappointing, because some people don't ever get to be in a band, and that would be worse than my predicament, which is only ever having been a founding member of one totally awesome instrumental psychedelic space-rock band.  those were good times.  anyway.  since then, as though i were some sort of solipsist, i've been learning lots about music creation software.  this, to some, might sound like an automatic music maker.  it's not.  it's like a synthesizer (which is like a really nuts piano), just way more powerful.  i've also been singing a lot, and playing a four-string guitar.  all in all, what i'm basically trying to say, is that i'm confident i could create, record, and possibly even master the score for a film, the tracks on a rock album, video game music, backing tracks for hip-hop, electronica... you name it, i could probably do it.

suffice it to say, music is not turning into money.  and i know i probably sound a tad like a whiney little bitch right now, but shit, i've probably put in at least a couple 10s of thousands of hours into this, and i don't even have a drumset anymore cuz job security doesn't exist unless you really like motorboating balls every now and again and i had to sell a lot of my gear so as i could eat and buy cufflinks and whatnot.

i think i got a plan though.  it might be a stupid plan, but it's a plan.  it starts with acquiring gear.  and to do that, being that it's hard to make an extra 10 grand here and there...

i've got to sell hip-hop.

reader: really?

me: really.

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