I have an annoying habit of editing every sentence of what I write several times before it’s complete. I look at the red squiggly underlines indicating spelling errors and my OCD starts to kick in. I agonize over grammatical constructs (ending a sentence with “in”)? IDIOT! I confuse myself with the rules of language and often times find myself in the awkward position of having sent an email that makes exactly ZERO sense, because each sentence was half-pasted from another part of the message three times. It is so hard to write and write and write without editing. No matter how many times I hear Steven Pressfield or James Altucher in my head telling me just to keep writing and stop worrying, I am strangely drawn to look back. I fear the judgment of the desired recipient of my message. Was I clear? Was I too wordy? Did I ramble?
And then it comes to a stop. I lose my concentration, and my place, and I edit.
Or I don’t.
What was I saying again?
Blog every day. Blog every day. Everyone should have a blog and everyone should… BLOG EVERY DAY. I guess that means even if you feel like you’ve spent the entire day drowning in the proverbial fish barrel. Or at least in a morass of confusion and indecision. Thankfully, the universe gave me a present. THE PRESENT!
I love music. I love musicians. I love my friends. I love Spotify. Lately, many of my professional musician friends have been lamenting, complaining about, or otherwise bemoaning the poor royalty structure currently offered by streaming services such as Spotify, Pandora, and Apple iTunes. While I am not currently a professional musician, I do understand their dilemma. They want to make their art and they want to get paid a fair amount of money for that art. It’s a very simple and clear desire and an understandable one. But no one can deny that the music industry has permanently changed. To borrow a phrase from the recent book “Bold” by Peter Diamandis and Steven Kottler, dematerialization, demonetization and democratization have happened to the music business. There’s no going back now. It started with Napster and Metallica, and has progressed into Spotify and Taylor Swift. Share all the infographics you like, but Spotify, Apple and Pandora have won. Now what? Lament, complain, and commiserate, sure, but at the end of the day (oh how I hate that phrase), a person has to eat, and if you’re a musician that means finding a way to make a buck when the casual listener won’t pay you, the label won’t pay you, the club owner won’t pay you, and the festival organizer won’t pay you.
My name is Rijon. Want to know how to pronounce it? I’ll give you one clue. Look at the URL for this blog. Got it?