So now with 2 years spent on promotion (and approximately 20 years in development), I came to a harsh realization; my singing sucks. Now I still feel my songwriting skills were ok, but unless a producer has a flat tire in front of my house and needs to use the phone while I'm barbecuing briscuit, I'm screwed.
My dream as a songwriter was to be a guy that would be getting the paper dressed in a robe holding a coffee mug while all my neighbors were leaving for work. I wanted to get a whole bunch of little royalty checks that would be residules from some obscure radio station played one of my songs. I would say to someone when one of my songs came on; "I wrote that song", and they would go "yeah right.." But I would have the last laugh when the neighbors would drive by and wonder "what does that guy do?"
But just like the junkman on the garbage route, the skills I learned on the journey would turn out to come in quite handy. My residual checks don't come from the record companies, but I'm not far off...
1 comment:
Keep it up. I'm still listening.
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