Artists Don’t Owe You Anything.

Artists don't owe you anything
On Sunday, Tom Fletcher announced a very exciting project that is the Children’s Book Club he is doing with WHSmith. In true Tom Fletcher style, his announcement video took form of a little musical number, with him creeping around a WHSmith after closing time and drawing glasses on Zoella and Richard & Judy.

Scrolling down to the comments, the general consensus was positive. Everyone loved Tom’s creative way of revealing this news, and found the song funny and catchy.

However, a very small minority of commenters had another thing on their minds.

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The Balance of Letting It Go.


I had a situation happen today. Nothing dramatic. In fact, it was quite minuscule compared to most actual, real-life problems, but it still bothered me.

You see, I have a friend with whom I share lots of quips with back and forth on a daily basis. Some call this ‘witty repartee’, others call it ‘banter’; I’ll leave it up to you to decide what synonym to use. In this exchange, we often have fake arguments, safe in the fact that we know that the other person is only messing around, in a playful, light-hearted manner.

This same friend is also in the habit of recommending me music to listen to. This is on the basis that I previously mentioned not being very good at discovering new music these days. I don’t actively seek it out, and I don’t listen to the charts, so unless I come across it organically, ie. by discovering it on a TV show/film/YouTube video/podcast, or by recommendation of a friend, I tend to listen to the same stuff pretty much on repeat.

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Hamilton is the musical on everyone’s lips. It has won the heart of millions seemingly overnight, completely storming the Tony’s by winning eleven awards (out of sixteen nominations) this year. No one can stop talking about it, and I am one of those people.

Based on the life of Alexander Hamilton, one of America’s Founding Fathers, it doesn’t initially sound like musical material. Until you find out that it’s musical format is hip hop and R&B, and the historical figures are played by people of colour. Before I even go any further, I’m just gonna tell you now – go listen to it. I don’t care if you’re not into musicals, you will not regret listening to this cast album.

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I wrote a post last month about how I wanted to make more of an effort to discover new music, and recently, I did just that.

I had a particularly trying day at work. Nothing too horrific, just one of those days where everything seemed overly complicated and nothing was going quite right. At the end of the day, I searched through Apple Music for some music to listen to on my walk back home. I stumbled across a playlist called ‘If You Like… Ellie Goulding’, featuring a bunch of artists who either collaborated with or sound like Ellie Goulding. I had heard most of the songs on this playlist before, but then I heard a song called Solo Dancing, and thus began my introduction to Indiana.

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Between the ages fourteen and seventeen, I was cool.

Hahaha, fooled you! I wasn’t cool IN THE SLIGHTEST at that age. I was actually a socially awkward, kinda nerdy, ’emo’ kid (in this context, ’emo’ was anyone who wore black nail polish and had a big, swoopy fringe. The kids at my school weren’t particularly creative with their name-calling).

However, when it came to music, my friends and I considered ourselves pretty hip and trendy, discovering new music all the time, sending each other songs we thought the other would like over MSN, and frequently attending gigs featuring fairly small-time bands at the Concorde 2, a music venue on Brighton’s seafront. We knew our favourite bands had hit the big time when their gigs moved to the Brighton Dome – a real venue! In the heart of the Lanes! With seated AND standing areas!

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