A thought occurred to me as I took my nightly walk through my neighborhood: I've taken all I can take from New York. This place has given me so much, and now, there's nothing left here for me. I'm ready to hit the road.
But in order to hit the road, I need help. I need a record label, or a tour manager, or a movie licensing deal.... I need something. I pride myself on keeping the middlemen out of the equation thus far; my music has gone direclty to the listeners, which is how I want it. I value having a more personal relationship with my fans.
And I have no earthly idea how to get help.
But I'm sure something will come through eventually. I regularly get emails from fans now, which I absolutely love. Make no mistake: I am deeply touched when people write to me and tell me how my music affects them. I don't take it lightly.
I've sacrificed so very much in this endeavor, in my attempt to become a successful musician; I've lived like an animal. I've let nothing get in my way. But now, when I see strong music sales, when I get messages from fans---I think of these things when I'm on the filthy subway trains, and I say to myself, "I've got to get past this."
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