Someone who used to work as an a&r in one of the major labels told me about his new job in music. It was unsurprising to hear him say that he enjoys being free of the relatively small confines of what he used to do for a living. That visible part of the music business, the one most readers of this blog, I would guess, aspire to, is one where a bunch of mates get plucked out of obscurity, land a record deal and become rock stars.
The likelihood of it ever happening to anyone like that is very small. Those involved in the food chain know it and they have few illusions about how hard it is to find success in that world.
The dream of success is irresistible to those desperate to make it. They will believe anything, as long as it supports their unified grand theory of how the music business works. It’s all about who you know and those in the know can push crap music down people’s gullets. It conspires against “true talent” (theirs) by signing shit bands (others). And so on. Fill in your favourite gripe.
In this scenario the victim is always the band. The villain is always the faceless corporate dude doing his evil corporate thing in the impenetrable corporation building.
Knowing both sides of the argument gives me the confidence to say that both parties are closer to one another than they think. Both are chasing an improbably small chance of success in a setting where numerous variables can and usually will go wrong.
Most people in bands don’t seem to actually like being in them. I mean, they don’t spend nearly enough time doing the thing that they’re meant to do. A band is meant to create music, practice, play gigs, make records and look cool.
It’s hard writing great songs. You have to write so many bad ones to get anywhere near a good one that most just go: aww… can’t we just make do with these ones? C’mon, man, we’ve got nine songs already. We need to make an album. Now.
Looking cool is, of course, subjective, but man boobs on a twenty something bassist is not it. If nothing else, try not to look past your peak. Am I fattist and superficial? Don’t care. As Steve Tyler from Aerosmith said: nothing tastes as good as being thin feels.
Doing gigs is really hard work. Night in night out. Same nine songs. Same audience. Month after month, year after year. Only… most bands seem to think that doing a handful of poorly attended shows qualifies them to join the super elite of professional musicians, who make a living because there are enough people willing to buy tickets to their shows for it to be a profitable endeavour to an entire value chain of band, manager, promoter, venue and fan.
How is it profitable to the fan? They get a fulfilling experience for their buck. Why does that happen? Because the band do the thing that they’re meant to do really well.
Become that band. Seriously. A big announcement on Facebook won’t address the root of the problem. A badly spelled email with shit grammar and hyperbole about insignificant achievements won’t either. Hiring a PR guy won’t. Nor will doing the “right gigs”.
A manager might be able to help, especially if he tells it to you like it is.
I read a cool quote recently. It went something like: before you open your mouth, check that what you’re about to say passes three tests. The first, is it true? Second, is it necessary? Third, is it kind?
This is true: the main reason your band is not successful is because your music doesn’t connect with anyone. People don’t like it. It’s not exciting enough, doesn’t sound good enough, it’s not unique enough, catchy enough, weird enough. Any of the above.
This is necessary: you need to be told, because if you don’t know, you will never start working the problem. Most bands who hear this advice ignore it, because it’s uncomfortable and it doesn’t fit their belief system. You can be the exception. Start now. You will reap the rewards in a year or two.
This is kind: the pleasure you get from making music is reward enough. Go back to the reason why you started making music. You did because you loved the sound of music. You may even have loved the musical by the same name… Either way, you thought at some point, while listening to your favourite record, that it would be so cool to make something that moves others just as much as this moves me.
Somewhere along the way your mind got corrupted by bullshit you heard from people who shouldn’t have opened their mouths. You didn’t get into music to do the right shows, work with PR companies, managers, labels or waste time on social media.
Your focus on those things is the main reason you’re unable to give your muse the attention it deserves. Which is the main reason your music doesn’t connect with people. Which is the reason why the gigs, managers etc. elude you.
It brings us back to the start, to the relatively small confines of the record business. It’s very hard to find artists whose music, personas and work ethic make you believe that success, as improbable as it always is, may happen.
In stark contrast we, the creators of music and good vibes, live in a world that is mind bogglingly exciting and full of opportunity to explore coolness. Here’s the first step:
And then write a song.