October 20, 2013

Joel M.: "Yoruba".

Like an airship in 1897 over a mystified New England populace, my return hangs mysteriously over the music scene, granting those looking upward a rewarding listening experience - but largely unnoticed, and hardly recognized as fact by most.

This is the fate of the independent bedroom-rocker, and honestly, it has its rewards.

First off, one's career can wax and wane at leisure, with little to no repercussion; one is granted total freedom in the timeliness of each consecutive release and its contents, production value, instrumentation and artwork.

Second, the bedroom-rocker is not strapped for cash; this is because he or she works a day job, making their music career a side project. While this leaves little time for prolonged sessions of experimentation, post-production, or live performance, it guarantees two very important things:

1. Their music career will never become "work".
2. Their material is more likely to be gifted to their audience free of charge, because they are not supporting their label's lofty salaries, and find more joy and purpose in the process of creation than in the sales their material can amass them.

Perhaps, in short - the independent bedroom-rocker is the luckiest of all. The catch: with no label and no budget backing their material, they are more often than not doomed to absolute obscurity, cluttering up the loneliest corners of the over-saturated internet marketplace, or racked amongst other unknowns in the bargain bin at the local used music store. Paradise? Solitary? It's anyone's guess.

For me, such a fate has its definite advantages, but ultimately, as most artists would agree, it pains me in the deepest way possible - having no genuine fan base with whom I might exchange life and hope through music for loyalty and recognition. For the independent, this is the paycheck we long for. This is what we pray we might "fall into" at any given moment, when everyone is least expecting it. This is what every song is about.

It's much different than fame; we seek timelessness. The moment that even one fan writes of the ways in which our music has enriched their lives, and has become a staple amongst their collection - or perhaps even a desert island disc - is the moment our eulogy is written. While we may be waiters, flight attendants, directors, or CEOs, this is all we wish to be remembered for. It is the outpouring and artistic arrangement of our very essence as spiritual beings trapped in corporeal confinement.

Yoruba is available for $7 on BandCamp, but I'm also giving it away for free, as I do with all my releases. Have a listen one way or another, if you find the music worthwhile.

Joel M. - Yoruba
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