I had been singing for years on sidewalks, in dingy bars, in empty studios. My voice, my lyrics, my rhythm… they all fell on deaf ears. Friends told me to “get a real job.” Family told me to “stop dreaming.” I was starting to believe them.
Because no matter how much heart I poured into my music, it was like I was invisible. My views stayed stuck under 100. DJs ignored me. Labels wouldn’t even respond to my emails.
I wasn’t just struggling. I was sinking. I spent what little money I had on studio time, only to sit with unreleased tracks and the ache of rejection. to read more click here
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