Posts Tagged ‘sage harrington’

Sage & Jared’s Happy Gland Band will be unleashing happiness upon Pyragraph’s ReLaunch party, and we’re feeling positively engorged.

Thank you Danielle Vincent for helping me see my to-do list not as a completely overwhelming horror show, but more as a tidy (and ever-expanding) triad.

Did you know you can make royalties from playing your own songs at your own shows? Wh-whut? Yeah, it’s true.

A year ago I did something exceptionally bold: I quit! And ventured into an unknown world where my schedule materialized a week beforehand, or the week of.

Why would I sing when I have a sore throat? Well, maybe I would if I were really, really famous with really, really important shows to play.

It’s not that hard to prepare your shit for an accountant. Unlike how hard it is to BE an accountant, when you are really a digeridoo player or a comic book writer.

When I read this, I feel like, OMG, Demetri Martin actually emailed me, whoa! My favorite part is the salutation. This—this—is how to write an email.

It’s so much easier to judge or misunderstand text on a screen than a real person, because a computer just lacks so much of what real contact is.

I was handing her a CD and not saying a goddamn word about how there needed to be 50% more money in my hand before that CD could be in her hand.

Because of this magical distinction between performer and songwriter, you can perform your own songs, and then collect royalties for them as the songwriter.

Joining up with a Performance Rights Organization (the standbys are ASCAP, BMI and SESAC) not only assures your legitimacy—it means you can get paid.

I know this career is supposed to be difficult in some ways, but I also know that it’s supposed to be fun.

I can only fake so much enthusiasm for a computer screen when I’d really rather be taking a walk or planting tomatoes.

I love using this successful blog as a model for my own online musical marketing promotional adventure.

I don’t want to admit how many shows I’ve failed to book (at least two) because of simple negligence of my email inbox.

It shows me, in a series of clean black and red lines, what I’m spending my time on. It challenges me to remember what I actually want to spend time on.