Jay Aymar
Jay Aymar

What Was Said: Jay Aymar's Stories From the Road

As an artist and musician, I often hear at least one of  the following questions every single day:

— Who's listening?

— Why write a book when you can write a blog?

— Why record a studio record when you can capture a live video?

— Why would anyone pay for music anymore?

— Are you making any money?

The best one — Are you making any money? Some make money. Some survive. Some die. Cream rises. So does hot air. In the words of Stephen Leacock, "The harder I work the luckier I get."

On occasion, you'll meet an enlightened soul who'll tap you on the shoulder and instead ask:

"Have you written any new songs lately?", or, "What are you reading these days?" Keep these people around you at all costs.

If you have the good fortune to make money as a result of your art: bravo. As Texas songwriter Guy Clark so eloquently stated in his classic song, "Cold Dog Soup':

"There ain't no money in poetry, but that's what sets the poet free." I'll sing to that. Let's let Kris Kristofferson have the final word on this one from his song "To Beat the Devil".

"And you still can hear me singing' to the people who don't listen

To the things that I am sayin', prayin' someone's gonna hear

And I guess I'll die explaining how the things that they complain about,

Are things they could be changin', hopin' someone's gonna care."

Taken from roots-folk musician Jay Aymar's new book, The Chicken Came First (iTunes, Amazon, JayAymar.com)


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