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#19 - Sunday Musings

Posted on January 26, 2014 with 0 comments

Long ago, I saw the writing on the wall (or computer monitor, as it were...) - that a career as a singer/songwriter/performer would be a full-on uphill grind. I chose a somewhat more pragmatic approach. And have accordingly watched, in recent years, as numerous, established, major label, 'charted' artists, whose work I deeply respect, struggle to remain financially viable. The old 'love to eat sausage - not interested in watching it being made' metaphor comes to mind.

For those of you who don't perform, but love music - particularly 'live' music, any artist you see who makes their entire living at their craft is very likely working quite a bit harder than most of us to survive. It's a choice all artists have to make, at some point, unless they're insanely gifted, lucky, or both. The 'devil's deal'. The devil, it turns out, loves BOTH the 'making' and the 'eating' of sausage...

The shows I do, as most of you know, tend to be modest club/tavern based gigs. On rare occasion, I'll take to the main stage and perform an actual 'concert' concert. Even at the small auditorium level (300 - 500 seats), these are expensive to produce, and profiting from it financially, 'difficult' at best. The 'making sausage' part for me is securing the bookings. But that's a story for another time.

What's important is that, during the 3-odd hours I'm performing, it's entirely possible for actual 'magic' to occur. Doesn't happen every show. Maybe it's one-out-of-three. Maybe it's every other one. Dunno. I don't keep close track. But when it does - as it did last night - the audience in attendance always make their pleasure known in little and larger ways. And it is that 'juice' - that upper-case 'YES' that keeps me going, keeps me 'chasing the rabbit'. And likely will until my cold, lifeless fingers have to be pried off the guitar neck.

Like all Work done with even a modest measure of actual devotion, whether we're talking carpentry, modern dance, or skyscraper steel work, this is where spirit meets matter - a process I find both humbling, and profoundly deserving of gratitude.