Saturday, October 23, 2004
Young Artist as an Old Guy
Does a butterfly ever wonder what it is and how it looks? Does a gorilla sit and ponder what a bad ass he must look like? Do schooling minnows say to each other, â"Yo, get your fins back in line so we can look like a big fish!" Do flowers converse with bees about how seductive they look?Self awareness can be a serious problem for the artist, I think. I'm forced to concentrate, lately on identifying not only what genre my music fits into but who it appeals to and how it makes them feel. This is called marketing. I guess plants and animals do marketing on a more subtle basis. For me, though, it feels crass. Nevertheless, this project has to at least pay for itself or I can't afford to express myself. Already in too deep financially. I know I appeal to some people so I might as well find out who and where they are so I can give them more.
Butterfly: Yo, check me out! You think all this delicate color flickering gently on the breeze is cool? Wait till I lay some eggs, bro. Yeah, thatâ"I'll do some serious milkweed damage but have you ever seen a whole flock of me? I'm talkin' some serious waves of undulating color.
Gorilla: I'm bad! Check out this forehead. You can't get a more threatening forehead than that. You'd have to have a forehead like the grill of a '72 Cadillac to look this mean. Check these biceps, man. I ain't even flexin'. I flex, you gonna run away. You gonna hide in the exotic bird exhibit for the rest of the day.
Flower: You can't resist me, honey. You want a date?
Okay as long as it's so natural, I have to ask everybody I know to check out my music and let me know what they think. You could win a free CD and I could learn to make more of the same or get back in the studio and figure something else out.
posted by Bud @ 8:55 AM
Comments:
Post a Comment
Links to this post: