As I have been rebuilding my neglected music career over the past two years, one thing has become apparent to me: I can't do it all alone, despite my most fervent desires. Doing all my own booking is not only a distraction that keeps me away from practice and composition, but I also do not enjoy it, and so, consequently, I'm not very good at it.
Realizing I needed a partner in this effort, I decided to ask a friend of mine who is a musician - I don't wish to name drop, but he has been a friend for over twenty years and you would recognize the name of his jazz band instantly - how he managed his booking. He turned me on to his manager, and within a couple of e-mails, I knew that this lady understood artists on a deep and fundamental level. She also has an IQ which could instantly vaporize vast seas.
The first draft of her proposed contract - THE FIRST DRAFT! - was all but flawless, and was sensitive to any outcroppings of differences which might arise, so... I signed it.
The contract runs from February, so I have a few months to collect gear, tools, get the press materials together, etc.
I. Am. Psyched.
I'll be touring the college circuit, with higbrow dinner gigs and piano bars thrown in, and she wants to start me off in... ski lodges. Too cool. Er, cold (I hate cold weather and wouldn't ski on a dare, as one of my childhood friends broke both legs on his first day out, and paid for that with several months of rehab). But, I have a bad@$$ 4x4 pickup, so I think I'll get there OK, and sitting by a fire with ski babes sipping warmed cognac in the evenings sounds like my sort of "thing."
What better way to celebrate than with a redhead pinup girl? Exactly.
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