After checking out the various trips they endure, I wanted to unscrew my throbbing head, wrap it in Sensus memory foam and lock it in a dark closet with a couple of Heinekens.
Paying their dues this way and if lucky enough to eventually earn “high-life” money, well, I say they bloody deserve it. For the big bucks, it still wouldn't suit me in any way, shape or form. I marvel at their intestinal fortitude. It's one of the more impressive take-aways from this continuing education.
I don't think the general public fathoms the true nature of this daily grind. An important music showcase called SxSw is a yearly affair in Austin, Tx. In the past, band members have been seen running from venue to venue (they can play many in a day), hands full of instruments, equipment etc, hoping to arrive on time. Fingers are crossed that they are left with a few minutes to set up properly. Nobody wants to sound crappy right? A pinch of chaos. Grind!
Next time the urge rushes over you to rag on a band, please hold a sec and just know that there are hard-ships day to day and it ain't no picnic! Perhaps you might consider communicating your words more diplomatically.
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