It comes a time as an aspiring artist when you ask yourself certain questions about what you are doing. Is music something I should be doing? Is it truly a passion? Why should people listen to me? Those are just a few of the random questions I reflect on daily. “Why should people even give a f*** about what it is that I have to say”? It’s easy to say because I’m dope. Because I’m better than 99% of the local joints on the radio. Because I’ve worked my ass from literally dropping out of college up into this point now in my life. I work hard. I bust my ass like its a 9-5 and more. 24/7, 365. No off days. No 2nd option. This is what I want. Being able to move people with my words. Being able to captivate an audience while I’m blessing that stage with every ounce blood, sweat, and tears in my body. BUT…. what happens when, that is not enough? All the man hours you put into crafting these songs, these projects, the funds you’ve spent, the late nights of trying to figure out how to get from Point A to just Point B… what happens when that isn’t enough? What do you do when your sacrifices fall short? Can you accept that defeat? Will you accept life humbling you? This is real life. It’s my life. I can step in the studio everyday for the rest of my life all I want, if my music isn’t reaching a listener, than it’s just a song. Nothing more. If it isn’t captivating an audience, maybe I’m just doing this for fun. Maybe this isn’t what I’m supposed to do. It’s just questions. I’m just venting.
D.Son
