I’m not gonna lie, I’m pretty overwhelmed today.
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Not in a bad way. No, not at all.
I put up this thing… a thing that says “if you put a link to my new site www.billythekidonline.com on your blog, forums, facebook, myspace, website, etc I will mail you either a hand written thank you letter or a signed promo photo.”
I honestly expected about 2 people to sing up for this endeavor. But now, I’m really overwhelmed.
Everything from car blogs to toy blogs, you guys are out there spreading the word. It makes a little happy tear go to the corner of my eye and try to bust out, but I say “No! You Will Not Escape The Confines of My Eye! Stay In The Eye, Happy Tear!”
I know awhile back I said I was going to try and blog every day. Some days though, I feel like I have nothing decent to say. Sure I could think of something, but why drag (the two) people reading this in to how my brain works some days.
Most of the time, I’m as happy as I could possibly be. The fact of the matter is, though, I’m still just trying to get by and this music thing is just struggle after struggle. I mean, I got some good things going, some new plans in the works, and my future is looking like it just might turn out ok. But right now we’re in the trenches people. Contracts, meetings and trying to spread the word about my music takes up my day so that I rarely have time to do my fav. thing which is create.
In case you wanted to know my day-to-day these days, it mainly consists of planning and executing ways to inform new potential fans that I exist. I know this sounds ridiculous, but this is really the only way I live. And, I am the only person I have helping me. Sure, I have a producer, my family and the love of my life are extremely supportive, but when it comes down to “marketing”, it’s just me and this MacBook that I am now writing on. Whereas some people who have been playing music, touring, recording and creating for as long as I have likely have some type of management, booking agent, record label, publicist or internet marketing help, I have: Me.
Don’t get me wrong, I am certainly not complaining. This is the path I chose, and most of the time, I prefer it this way. I guess I’m kind of a “lone wolf”. “Doesn’t play well with others” heh heh. The bottom lines is that my life, my music and the portrayal thereof is extremely important to me and I can’t stand people screwing that up and/or trying to capitalize on it. I’m just a kid who really liked making music, and most of the time I have my head on straight enough to realize that everything else is just a bonus. But in the trenches, it’s hard to know when the fighting will end.
That is, until I get an email, a comment, a facebook message…any little sign of life from someone out there that I either know or don’t know, telling me that they’re out there, they exist, and they’re listening. Most of the time I live a pretty solitary existence. You stare at a computer, a console or a highway and see the same couple of people most every day. I don’t mind this because I try to surround myself with the best caliber of people imaginable, making it very easy to tolerate them for extended periods of time 😉
But it does get lonely. Every time you guys reach out to me, or show your support, or I get an email saying “You Have A New Order”, you don’t know how happy it makes me. I actually smile every single time. And it doesn’t have anything to do with money. It doesn’t have anything to do with “success” (which is a perspective driven definition, in my opinion) or “fame” (which I don’t believe in anyway). It’s just the feeling that there is someone else out there, like me, and we’re in this together. Lost.
Billy the Kid
Random Fact 13: My first car was a 1965 Valiant that my foster dad gave me. It was the car that got be to band practice and shows for years. It was also the car that got my foster dad to his band practices and shows for years.