hey mate. great topic. so here is my 2ct.
a / b comparison with kraftwerk, diplo, sven väth, anthony rother, allen allien ... goddamnit.
lets not. insert long break here. take a breath.
keep the break
music has various stages. seriously.
music feels different to people that the music does not like. which means in return, that not all music can be liked by everybody. music is picky, music chooses its audience. ... if music does not like that redhead, she just will never enjoy Skrillex. Because Skrillex music does not like redheads.
on occasion music does like redheats ... but only in certain situations.
music has a tripolar disorder. it is not constant. music changes, even tho you are not changing. the same track feels different in the morning than it feels in the afternoon or at night. or after 3 beer or after 12 beer and weed.
imagine music was a chair.
and you job is to make chairs. but you boss tells you to make cheap chairs. crappy stuff. things you would not sit on, because its not a chair for you. the material is smelly, the balbablalbla everything about the chair sucks ass. ikea plus chernowbyl plus hitler made it plus it has shit stains on it. REAL bad chair...
so ... one day you are being asked: hey, why do you make shit chairs? ... you respond... I do it for the money...
the next question is: are you happy with you job=?
fuck no! I d rather make something I believe in, and what I enjoy doing while I do it... I dont care how other people like my chairs, because I , only I need to sit in them, and they need to be comfortable for my ass!
so.. another question is being asked...
hundreds of people every day buy these shit chairs (ikeaapplehitlerchernowbyl) and they are happy to sit on them and spend their money on it...
that is true, but I dont give a fuck about their asses, if they are happy with that shit, fine with me, I get paid at the end of the day...
but if I could make the chairs that I like, only my ass would like it, nobody would buy it, I d have a blast making these and maybe, just maybe somebody else comes along, (a fellow ass) and enjoys my chair the way I like it.
so, u d rather make 2 chairs a day that only you like and maybe one more person, than making 100 chairs a day that 99 people like , but you dislike?
so, next story:
go back 20 years... or one of the first times you went to a disco, or club... imagine what you future you would tell you ...
boy, one day you ll be sitting at a desk and you will be getting close to sounding like that... not exactly like that, but it goes in that direction somewhat ...
you think ...FUCK??!?!? really? me=!==!=!)")!)§)$ what is the magic in that ? can that REALLY happen?
can I be so fucking dope in the future that I ll be a music crafter?
imagine what had happened if that future self never made it to the young boy ?!??!?!? ....
selling paper, dunder mifflin ... be the guy on MadMen who gets pushed around left and right, be a paralized cop who lives next to Peter Griffin ...
it aint so bad being a bedroom producer, is it?
next story.... I get a track out on youtube, cos I am in the mood... I show my girlfriend. back in the day me and my mates RAN to the dancefloor and the club was cooking hot when that track was playing ... I show my girlfriend and ask her... baby do you feel it ? she says NO. (ups , same story as above ... I apologize)
I listen back to my music that I made few weeks back when I commute on my phone with headphones.
it blows me away. almost EVERY time. cant believe I did that.
shall I go on?