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Booking College Shows Without Using NACA
(The National Association for Campus Activities)
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My CD, "Through The Clouds," was released informally in August of 1999, though the material on it date back as early as '96. At the time, my fear of performing live and going out on my own kept me from performing as rigorously as I do now. I thought then-- very naively-- that playing out acoustically was lame, especially since my guitar playing was far from perfect. I felt I wasn't versatile enough to carry a whole show, and that unless I was some virtuoso, I couldn't play out solo without sounding like just another folky chick with a guitar. My backing band was comprised of top-notch musicians, who in their heart of hearts were not all that excited to be a part of my project. As great as these musicians were, I was very caught up in how I would be perceived by industry people, and I would anxiously prepare for my once-every-two-months show at an NYC club like the Bitter End, CB's, or Luna Lounge and treat is as some huge event. Truth be told, what I really should have been doing was playing at every open mic and every acoustic venue I could find, just to get myself in front of people. End result, my band grew frustrated and annoyed. The band environment was full of tension and very non-conducive to the vibe of what my music was about. So my band broke up, and I was faced with a brand new, long awaited released CD, but my confidence was at an all time low, and nothing scared me more than the thought of getting out there and doing the solo thing to promote the CD and myself. To add insult to injury, I simultaneously got fired from my job. As I tried to put my music career together, getting fired from jobs became a hobby. Managing and booking yourself consumes daylight hours, and no matter how much I tried to stay focused at a job, my music and everything related to it inevitably came first, or shall we say, came through. Nevertheless, until then I had to work menial day jobs to support my career and myself. I wondered how all these singer/songwriters were able to tour all over the country. Did they all have trust funds? But a week before I was fired, my cousin, a professor at Monmouth University, gave my CD to the student activities board. They called me up and asked me to perform, offering me what then seemed like an inordinate amount of money. Back then, any small profit from gigs was an ungodly amount of money. I played the gig, and was amazed that I was getting paid for it.
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