I grew up on alt rock from the 90's and that's no surprise, given my sound. I play music, I'm looking for bandmates. If there's something I missed, ask.
Music has always been an escape for me. Either I lose myself in it or personify all the crap I need to get out of my system in the form of chords, keys, words and distorted guitar.
Ideally, to be moderately renowned. Not "Top 40" or that kind of level, just enough to where news of playing a gig in town will get the kids excited and moving when we play. I want music to do to other people what it did to me as a kid: get me up, let me get lost in it and forget all the crap from life. Either that or separate all the anger and the like and get it all out.
Sincerity. It feels like "liking things" or "caring" has died out. That needs to change asap.
Touch Me I'm Sick by Mudhoney. I could identify with the feeling of being an undesirable.
Mudhoney, Nirvana, The Strokes, The Stones, Iggy Pop, Sonic Youth, Thermals, Pavement, the list goes on forever, but y pu get the jist.
Emotion and the need to act upon it.
I want people to resonate with it: to write something and have people feel what I feel.
Like someone else and I love it.
It doesn't pay, according to Bill Kelliher of Mastodon. So I guess not adhering to absurd contracts when you get signed is the best way to avoid that.
Finding local musicians with the same interest. I need bandmates and this town is too small.
Hell yeah. I go to as many local shows as I can, buy whatever merch they have, buy as many stickers as I can and put said stickers on places of high foot traffic. And recommend them to people I think would like their sound.
Honestly, money: its no longer about talent or presence, but how much you can pay your producer and who that producer knows. The industry has changed. Hopefully drooble can help change it back.
Kings & Vagabonds