Maybe far fetched to think someone else will follow through with this test. But this is one of the best things I've ever done for myself! I wish for all creative types to find the same peace that I found in allowing myself to discover my prime schedule.
My tip for all those looking to create an awesome music video, be related to a future Oscar-winning director!
I feel like I need to consume something as part of my checklist. Maybe you've thought something like this before - I need to finish this movie because I started it. Just take a second with me and wallow in how pathetic that sounds, this is entertainment. You don't have to watch this thing! You don't have to finish your list of movies you've saved on Netflix. As simply as I can put it, you will not feel better when you watch all of that content. You will not be a better person. You gain nothing.
I will admit I'm guilty of this too, I get super self-conscious, I look down at the ground...
For your viewing pleasure!
With the coming new year, it's time to have your EPK ready to fight for you!
These battles are won and lost on a tiny piece of paper.
Do you know how many people are named Emma? A lot... A lot. Still, they're all special (well, I assume there are some out there that probably suck.) Picking a good name for your group is important. But it is more important to choose a name you love and to move on to more important things... like writing and performing. I have here a quick little philosophy lesson on why you're having a hard time locking down that name. It's a journey, and it's about to get real.
I wanted to take a step away from the killer music advice I'm giving (I wish I had that much pride) and I wanted to share with you a post I found from back in 2013. I'm happy to say I still believe this. It's strange to think how much we change. I always answer to the same name though. I have a few more memories, a few more scars, seen and unseen. I'm happy to have all of them. I have come to learn that I am not the body I have, that gets hairy and sleepy, it gets a little more grey every day. I'm not the memories or the past that made me. I'm the values and beliefs I hold and share. In some shape or way, that makes me immortal I guess. I will live on through the love and hope and strength that I share. Long after my body is covered by dirt and the few streams of music dissipate into white noise. There's a certain sweetness to the pain that love causes now.