Jonny Deth wrote:
I listened to your music, you have nothing to worry about because no reputable label would pay you for your music. It's boring and cliche
Cliche sells. It's what makes the biggest hits, dumbass.
I'm all for artsy, edgy music, and I write that too. But there is only a relatively small market for that. Songs that make the biggest hits (and the most money) are tried and true... cliched subject matter, simple and predictable melodies, and memorable hooks. It's why it appeals to the masses... it's accessible to ANYONE.
Jonny Deth wrote:
You think someone is going to steal that and make tens of thousands of dollars?
Nobody that can sell a gold record, is going to STEAL my music. But licensing it to someone who CAN sell Gold or Platinum albums, will be complicated if my old band has in fact, copyrighted my music, and there are DUAL copyrights. A big name will not touch a song without clear copyright.
That is what I am concerned about.
Having to go to court, and endure that whole process, just to get back, what was always MINE to begin with.
Jonny Deth wrote:
They'd be lucky to make TEN dollars.
When I was with them, we had built up a solid name, and were on the way to becoming a regional act. From $400 gigs, we had worked our way up to getting $1500 and $2000 dollar gigs. We had write ups in Biker Magazines and had been offered a 10 show deal for Sturgis. My music had been played on half a dozen FM stations, and in several of those markets, they were requested for weeks afterwards. One station in Savannah played us every day, but the station manager pulled the song, when they could not find us listed with ASCAP or BMI. This was just before we broke up. We had discussed joining one of them, but hadn't signed up yet, when this station started playing one of my songs.
We had a label come see one of our shows, and the head of a well financed band site online, paid $3000 bucks to fly out several of the execs to come see us play at "The Loft" in Atlanta.
Good things were happening for us. Which is a big part of why their greed reared it's ugly head, I'm sure.
Jonny Deth wrote:
That's redneck bar music that they can go hear for free in any small backwoods town all over America yet you're so in love with yourself, you think you have "it factor".
We were a Southern Rock band. Of course Rednecks loved us. So did Country Music fans, and just about everyone else. We had teenagers and 20 somethings going NUTS for us, in a big Battle of the Bands we participated in early on. These kids screamed louder for us, than the metal and screamo bands they had come to see. Music that says something, or makes you groove, is appreciated by just about everyone, whether they realize at first, that they will get sucked in by it, or not.
In fact, one of my band members had overheard a phone call by another band's member, before that Battle, and he was telling someone "Yeah, the only band we had heard of was Southern Mischief, but they are just a bunch of old guys... we'll end up kicking their asses... I think we have this in the bank!"
Well, turned out, that we kicked THEIR asses, and at the end of the show, it was a tie between us and one other band (not the band that had dissed us). Every one of that band's "fans" walked over to OUR SIDE of the venue, when the host of the event tried to determine a clear winner, by having the fans go to one side of the room or the other. In fact, every band that was there competing, but had been knocked out... came to OUR SIDE! Which was a HUGE compliment. We so impressed one really good singer of a metal/alternative band, that we later found out, he quit his band, and started a classic rock band instead!
Jonny Deth wrote:
Here's a suggestion.
Lose 100 lbs.
That's about the only insightful comment you have made. And it doesn't take a lot of insight to realize that I should lose some weight.
Jonny Deth wrote:
Find someone with TALENT and follow their lead
I haven't heard any of your stuff yet, but based on the opinions of people I know and respect here... It appears you wouldn't know talent if it took you to dinner, lubed your asshole and gave you a golden shower afterwards.