Music is food.
My music dream? I have no idea, that probably changes depending on the project I'm on.
probably the dusting, but then I'd move on to cleaning the floors.
Oh, there are two, the opening aria from Cavalleria Rusticana and Comfortably Numb.
Rodrigo, Beethoven, Puccini, Pink Floyd, The Beatles, Mozart, Verdi, Muddy Waters, Prokofiev
1. Paying my rent. 2. Everything else.
Oh, that's silly, my music has no message other than it's own notes..., except for the pieces that do, but the message will vary.
Depends on what I'm performing, where, what the audience is like, but usually performance isn't really my jam.
In many ways the musician's reality right now is better than it ever has been and in many ways it's worse. What could be improved? I'd probably say less support for the mediocre player and writer and more support for the good player and writer. Forget the silly stuff, forget the pop stuff, we need to support real artists.
Not sure yet, seems like a nice thing.
I think what frustrates me the most is this notion that has taken over the entire entertainment industry, which is the notion of branding. Artists are not brands. Colgate is a brand, Toyota is a brand, Beethoven is not a brand and no artist should buy into this notion that they have to reduce themselves to one marketable bullet point in order to practice their art. The artist should never reduce themselves or others or the world around them and there is nothing more reductive than branding. The other thing that bugs me is that we're told over and over again that art is simply about us and our expression. Screw us. If you want great art, make it about something other than yourself, at least once you're past 25. Up until 25, go ahead, make it all about your angst, but at some point shift it to the world around you and seek a broader truth.
No, not really. I should, but I'm in the studio for 8-10 hours a day and when I'm done, I just don't want to go out and listen to music. I do hire local and independent musicians anytime I can though.
I have no idea
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