Like any art medium, music has its fair share of assholes, from the cock-rockers at the big local venues to the open-mic all-stars in small coffee shops.
Frankly, they’re not worth knowing.
I’ve been fortunate to have met some talented musicians in Charlotte who are overwhelmingly positive and generally good people. They’re the ones who inspire, encourage and motivate. I’m glad to have them in my corner, sharing a mutual respect for songwriting, performing and each other.
Just found myself reflecting on my small Charlotte support system and those of you who’ve passed on the superiority complex that so many artists choose to subscribe. That choice, whether a conscious one or not, reflects your true character. Thanks.