Sunday, May 23, 2004
Diary of a dream
Yes, I know - it's been ages since I last posted here, but my only internet access is at work, and I'm too busy slaving away at the corporate bullshit lark to add anything worthwhile. But anyway, I'm hoping to turn this blog into a diary of my plan to become a rock star! Yeah, I know, you've heard it all before, but - without jinxing anything - let me explain.
We are meeting a manager this week who works as a talent scout for a major label, he has already said that he wants to sign us, and we don't think that he would want to sign us unless he thought he could convince the major label to give us a deal. But anyway, the important thing is that he loves our CD (cos it's great, quite frankly), and in the wake of other interest from other parties he is drawing up management contracts for us to look at. We've had him checked out, and he's all above board (a rarity in itself for music managers!) and he has already uttered the immortal words "Are you prepared to quit your jobs and do this full-time?" to which our response was "What the fuck do you think we've been wanting to do for the last two years!?". So, after a few band chats and some shopping (just to iron out some "image" issues), we're going to go and meet this nice man who wants us to be rock stars so he can cream 20% (or whatever) off the top. He's a major player, he won't want us to be playing toilet tours, cos he won't make any money off toilet tours, so we are all fairly happy that he's shown such interest!
For the record, I never wanted to be a rock star, I always wanted to be a musician - something I've been doing for about thirteen years now. I think the key to being a musician is realising that you won't make any money out of it, and plan accordingly. Hopefully now I might see some exotic parts of the world, well anywhere further than Whitechapel would be nice, and not have to worry about being at a desk at 9am every week day.
If it all goes well, I'll be using this blog as a diary to record my thoughts (as far as it would be wise for me to do so!) for posterity. However, rule no. 1 - it's not enough to achieve things in this life, you have to make it look easy and stylish. Therefore, the current "official" line is;
We are being hassled by some guy who wants to sign us, and although we are far too coool to pander to the needs of "THE INDUSTRY", he's really starting to bug Henry, so we've agreed to meet him this week, just to get him off our backs. It's another night when I could be out drinking and cavorting, but no - just because some guy smells a piece of the Yazzle Nizle Nizzle action, we have to go and let him buy us drinks all night. I just hope he doesn't want to sleep with me - I'm working hard to get to the point where I'm so bored of having meaningless and anonymous sex with women that I have to start exploring other avenues to satisfy my desires, but I ain't nowhere near there yet. Apparently Duran Duran actually got to that point in the mid 80's, so I shall persevere... I hear Robbie Williams has reached and breached that point recently, so perhaps I should just give it up, as it's already being "done" as it were. It's so hard to find new barriers to burst through, who'd be an innovator, eh? Me, that's who.
We are meeting a manager this week who works as a talent scout for a major label, he has already said that he wants to sign us, and we don't think that he would want to sign us unless he thought he could convince the major label to give us a deal. But anyway, the important thing is that he loves our CD (cos it's great, quite frankly), and in the wake of other interest from other parties he is drawing up management contracts for us to look at. We've had him checked out, and he's all above board (a rarity in itself for music managers!) and he has already uttered the immortal words "Are you prepared to quit your jobs and do this full-time?" to which our response was "What the fuck do you think we've been wanting to do for the last two years!?". So, after a few band chats and some shopping (just to iron out some "image" issues), we're going to go and meet this nice man who wants us to be rock stars so he can cream 20% (or whatever) off the top. He's a major player, he won't want us to be playing toilet tours, cos he won't make any money off toilet tours, so we are all fairly happy that he's shown such interest!
For the record, I never wanted to be a rock star, I always wanted to be a musician - something I've been doing for about thirteen years now. I think the key to being a musician is realising that you won't make any money out of it, and plan accordingly. Hopefully now I might see some exotic parts of the world, well anywhere further than Whitechapel would be nice, and not have to worry about being at a desk at 9am every week day.
If it all goes well, I'll be using this blog as a diary to record my thoughts (as far as it would be wise for me to do so!) for posterity. However, rule no. 1 - it's not enough to achieve things in this life, you have to make it look easy and stylish. Therefore, the current "official" line is;
We are being hassled by some guy who wants to sign us, and although we are far too coool to pander to the needs of "THE INDUSTRY", he's really starting to bug Henry, so we've agreed to meet him this week, just to get him off our backs. It's another night when I could be out drinking and cavorting, but no - just because some guy smells a piece of the Yazzle Nizle Nizzle action, we have to go and let him buy us drinks all night. I just hope he doesn't want to sleep with me - I'm working hard to get to the point where I'm so bored of having meaningless and anonymous sex with women that I have to start exploring other avenues to satisfy my desires, but I ain't nowhere near there yet. Apparently Duran Duran actually got to that point in the mid 80's, so I shall persevere... I hear Robbie Williams has reached and breached that point recently, so perhaps I should just give it up, as it's already being "done" as it were. It's so hard to find new barriers to burst through, who'd be an innovator, eh? Me, that's who.
# posted by AK @ 13:34 
