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Ugh...She's So Lucky


Did you know that yesterday I had a phone conference with a record label in Nashville after being contacted by them and putting some effort into getting to the next steps with them for the last few weeks? A Nashville record label ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ‘


โญ๏ธ๐“›๐“พ๐“ฌ๐“ด๐”‚โญ๏ธ eh?


That record label wanted a ghastly

amount of money to sign us and thatโ€™s not how it works. You donโ€™t pay to be signed. Ever ever.


As the call unfolded I started to recognize that it was a sales call...not the โ€œAll of our dreams are finally coming true and our hard work has paid offโ€ call that we all hope for as entertainers....so as soon as we disconnected it was back to work. I would be lying if I told you my heart didnโ€™t sink a little but it was nothing that a cinnamon latte and a long run couldnโ€™t fix โ˜•๏ธ ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ


Releasing music is grinding, expensive work that goes something like this...


Wake up with a song in my head. Sing it into my phone so I donโ€™t forget it because we have to go to our other jobs to make money to live because said song will pay us one cent on the dollar when downloaded. That is after we finally force ourselves to stay up after a show and write the song, take it to the studio, pay for it to be produced, pay for the copywriter, pay to have it pressed or turned into an online download, pay for the marketing and maybe...maybe if we are โ€œ๐“›๐“พ๐“ฌ๐“ด๐”‚โ€œ someone will download it and we will get a penny back.


Sometimes that song unravels all sorts of emotions in my heart that takes me down a rabbit hole...but itโ€™s necessary because without emotion then what is a song?


So I sacrifice my own sense of calm to bring someone else a few moments of peace. Then the reviews come in. The internet isnโ€™t kind and I donโ€™t care who you are...when someone is judging your most inner, private feelings that you bravely put out for the world to hear...it sucks ๐Ÿ˜


But guess what... I wouldnโ€™t trade this for the world ๐Ÿ’ž I have been given a job. A talent. A purpose... when I write a song and it touches just ONE person it erases all of the negatives...so onward and forward I go. On to the next opportunity, show, song...whatever comes to us next and we will be thankful for whatever it is.


So yes we are very ๐“›๐“พ๐“ฌ๐“ด๐”‚.... but Luck isnโ€™t really all that it seems. We see and acknowledge our opportunities but they didnโ€™t come without feeling something on this list.


Can you feel me??



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