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Documenting some more. It was Thursday midday, Knoxville Tennessee. One of the first real scorchers. Men were setting up the stage for a Better Than Ezra concert tonight (woa oh). Ice cream and hot dogs were everywhere. Alexander was busking on his alto sax by Cafe Four. I stopped in Bliss Home to reshoot Ashley’s work.
I’ve been taking Ashley to work on my bike (she frowns at the word “haul”). In the cool morning she walks, but at 1:30 she hops on the rack of my ox cart. A pregnant lady shouldn’t be walking these East TN hills in the heat of the day. She should be on a bicycle rack, clasping her responsible partner. The car is sold now, and that has been interesting. One more week of school and no more bike rides for the three of us. She already exceeds 50 lbs and we expect it to continue. And let me tell you, the hills are a bitch.
(by Levon who was listening to Christabel and the Jons in Knoxville’s Market Square on the WDVX Blueplate Special)
Upon the arrival of 1000 of each of my CDs, I implemented a rather peculiar marketing strategy: I got on a bus to Mexico. Yes, I smuggled a few across the border, and who could say if I’m bigger over there than here, but back in Tennessee I’m trying to think about music and its market. I’ve got a lot of CDs after all, and it’s hard to find shelves. But this is not a commercial, it’s just what always has me thinking.
Musicians record albums and then tour to support them. It takes a huge financial backing, traditionally by a label, and even then it is only the beginning of fighting the odds. Today, the old industry infrastructure has nearly collapsed. Labels are left to squeeze the dear life from sure-bet acts, and newer artists are so risky that they can usually self raise as much support as a label would venture on them. Everyone has stolen music, it couldn’t really be stopped. Now we have an industry with no barriers to entry, so bombarded by self marketing musicians that what is happening can be anybody’s guess.
Let me be clear that I’m glad every musician has a shot. No one needs a golden ticket to build a facebook page, buy some software, and even pay the CD manufacturers (who are the true beneficiaries of the current music industry). However, this fair shot is still dependent on the limited ears and patience of a market that only lifts an eyebrow to new music as much as it ever did when the industry sought to give them a mere handful of selections. Undoubtedly, great music has always been made and never discovered since people have sold records and made livings as musicians. Now perhaps it’s out there, somewhere on iTunes, and in the event you find it by chance or by add request, it can end up a mix playlist for $.99. The band takes $.70 as their profit to buy food, put gas in the van, a little in the band fund, and split the rest 5 ways.
My point? Something is happening to our music and the music of our decade will likely be coined as “overwhelming obscurity.” Public opinion of art matters, pragmatically, because it determines who eats and keeps making it. Maybe the best thing for music can occur now; it will be locally acclaimed. Someone must put themselves in the public face to get recognized, for there is no need to go peering for it in the saturation elsewhere. That would be a good solution on a few fronts: namely it gets musicians playing. Busking, anything. Let the marketing be done face to face with the community. It will be on the streets in a good music town. And so, the town knows it’s artists, it’s sound, and it’s traditions are given back to them.
Now, the obvious problem. Nobody says anything bad about the Boss in Jersey, but Jersey isn’t Knoxville. Doesn’t a musician have to spread his market like any other merchant? Of course. When good music is readily accessible, it is also accessible next week. However, the number one rule that any aspiring band reads when trying to go on the road is this: “Own your hometown.” To do that, they need their hometown to listen and buy in. Think of it as sending off ambassadors of the Knoxville (or insert town here) feel. And when the national scene comes by your door, it will be better with what it brings you; because you’ve made yourself a music town.