Song Contest Part 2 - Heart On My Sleeve
of get to the point where you don't really care if people see that you're a
little bit vulnerable.
As most of you probably know, back in October, I entered a song contest
that's going to be judged in March of next year. I posted the songs I was
going to be sending.
You can see that thread here.
http://www.warriorforum.com/off-topi...submitted.html
I have decided to enter 5 more songs, 3 of which you have already heard.
They are on that thread.
Hang On Irene
Rise Of Nations
There Goes Another One
The other 2, I will post here shortly. Any comments are welcome but not
required.
Here comes the hard part.
As an Internet marketer, I have more than learned about rejection.
2% conversion on sales pages (98 out of 100 people think you suck)
Refunds
Nasty emails telling me that I'm a hack
You name it. I've seen it all.
Over the almost 7 years that I have been marketing online, I have
toughened up quite a bit. Most of this stuff doesn't even phase me
anymore.
The emails I delete.
The refunds I take care of in 60 seconds
The 2% conversion (I'm grateful for that much)
It's a business and quite honestly, one that I now do with very little
emotion. I still take pride in my work and try to put out the best product
I can, but I don't get myself in knots over it anymore.
But my music...well...25 years is a long time to have nothing to show for
more blood, sweat and tears than I have ever put into an IM product.
Maybe that's why IM is so easy for me. I don't know.
But music...it's like trying to get Tyra Banks to fall in love with you when
you're 5 ft 2, have a wart in the middle of your forehead, and walk like
Quasi Moto.
During the time that I have studied, written songs, submitted to song
contests and publishers, I have had more rejection than a leper at a
beach resort.
Even personal friends in the business couldn't, or wouldn't help me.
I'm still not sure which one it was.
I've had people tell me that it doesn't matter how good you are. If you
don't have the right contacts and don't rub elbows with the right people
you won't make it.
The Peter Pan in me wants to believe that's not true.
But I'm starting to wonder.
And yet...here I am, 25 years later...entering yet another songwriting
contest.
And when the new Songwriter's Digest comes out, I am going to start
sending out songs...yet again.
At what point am I just going to break down and cry in my cornflakes?
See, music has always beens something that I've tucked away under the
bed. I didn't dare REALLY let anybody know how much it meant to me to
just have one song recorded.
I'm not even talking about having a hit record. I'm talking about just
getting one recording artist or band to record one of my songs...even if
it only sells ONE COPY.
This from a guy who has had more IM success than he ever thought he'd
have...especially since, until 2003, IM wasn't even a twinkle in my eye.
And for almost 7 years it has been enough to keep me from reliving my
sadness, day and night, over never getting anywhere with my music.
But even IM couldn't stop the inevitable.
Today, I would give up every dime I have ever made from IM to have
just one song recorded.
I'm 52 years old, and while that isn't old by today's standards, nobody
knows about the future. I don't want to go to my grave having nothing
to show for all those years of toil without giving this at least one more
really serious shot.
So 2010 is going to be the year I devote to my music.
Ironically, I said that I was coming out of retirement, (this past year
was all about the music) but it looks like that's not happening.
If I'm going to die a miserable failure in the music biz then I'm going to
do it going down swinging.
I've got the money now. I'm going to spare no expense to get this done.
I don't know why I'm telling you all this. I don't think anybody here can
possibly imagine how much this means to me. And yeah, I know...I may
just not be talented enough to make it (a reason why some people will
never succeed in IM, but that's another story) but if I'm not, at least I'm
not going to quit.
I'd ask you to say some prayers for me and wish me luck, but the truth is,
none of that matters. This is a miserable, competitive business. I have
no illusions about it one bit. I grew up in an entertainment family. My
great uncle Charlie Wagenheim was a character actor in many shows,
including Gunsmoke and Baretta. My mother was a concert pianist and
an opera singer.
And me...Well, somewhere in the gene pool I got cheated out of their
talent...but got saddled with this great love for music.
Some would say that's about as cruel as it gets.
This is the first time I have really poured my heart out about this
in a very long time. My wife got tired of hearing it (who can blame
her?) and my friends...well...they told me 25 years ago that I
was wasting my time.
Maybe I should have listened to them.
(Of course back then, I REALLY sucked)
Anyway, I'll stop here before I get too depressed.
Here are the 2 additional songs I'm entering besides the ones I've
mentioned above. The lyrics are posted at YouTube if you want to
follow along.
Patricia Brucoli
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Patricia Brucoli
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