This is something I think about often, and definitely deserves its own blog entry.
True musicians, more than anything, want to make money doing what they love more than life, which is playing music. They want to play shows, sell records, and enjoy life, all while paying the bills with the money earned. They don't want a "day job." Yet, when it comes to hiring people to back them, such as a photographer like myself, they think we'll all jump in and do it for free, and they can do whatever the fuck they want. They just assume that its true, rather than thinking "Hey, this girl is in the same boat we are. She works for herself and she needs to make a living doing what she loves." Only recently have I come across bands, who rather than assuming I'm a giddy fan girl who is taking photos for her scrapbook, make a point of saying that whatever it is they want done will happen solely if they can pay me my asking price. Bravo.
I don't know if I'm just not taken seriously, being a 5'1" almost 21-year-old girl, but regardless, people are dicks and they need to think about people other than themselves.
Remember: When you mess with the bull, you get the horns, even if the bull is 1/3 your size.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
There's absolutely no contest.
I actually felt bad for Jason Castro tonight, having to follow David Cook's performance. Randy Jackson gave him a standing ovation, and they all - including Mariah Carey - say he's ready to go sell albums. Even if he doesn't win, because of 12-year-olds who don't get it, he's going to take over the world. He's got the looks, the vocal ability, distinction, and conviction. I can't watch him without getting chills. He's brilliant.
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