I don’t even want to to know the amount of money I used to spend sending my CD to radio stations and magazines. It’s probably in the billions.
But I still remember the first time my music got reviewed. I couldn’t believe somebody other than my relatives actually listened and wrote about it. Are you kidding me?
Over the years I’d get more and more public recognition. But thing is, it was always fleeting. Sure, it’s nice when you become known for your work, because the work has its own life, its own experiences with people. And to get public recognition usually means people’s experience with it has been meaningful. That’s rewarding. But praise runs only so deep and doesn’t last long. (If you haven’t already, read my post I Hate to Namedrop, but Taylor Swift…).
I tell songwriters to make sure they love the process of writing songs. That’s the engine that keeps everything moving forward. Imagine you were a carpenter, but you stopped building stuff. Sure, you’d still be known for past work and accomplishments, but you’re going to have a tough time moving forward and staying relevant.