It's
great when people ask you to a gig, recording, rehearsal, anything.
It's nice to be asked. It becomes a problem when you already have
quite a lot of work, but you think you can manage just this one thing
more. And that other thing. And surely you have time for the third if
you skip lunch.
It
really is very nice to be asked, so yes.
Yes,
I'll play the thing.
Yes,
I'll learn this in two days.
Yes,
of course I'll travel 18 hours for the gig.
Yes,
I'll tap dance while playing. Yes, sure.
You
have to say yes, or otherwise they will never ask you again and you
will die alone and unhappy. You have to say yes, because musicians
are supposed to work all day, every day teaching, practicing,
performing, marketing, networking, improving, smiling. This is what
it is to be a freelancer, it's hard work. If you stop, if you don't
keep pushing, you'll be cast aside, forgotten. You're supposed to be
stressed all the time and burn out before you're 30.
How
great, guys, being a musician is so cool.
The
reason I'm ranting about this yes-business is that I am a person who
needs holidays. I need time for other things than music Every Single
Week in order to remain a functioning human being. I get tired, both
of music and of people, and I want to have a life that includes peace
and quiet, and things that are not work. So this year I'm learning to
say no.
No, I
can't come.
No, I
need the time to learn all the other things that I've said yes to.
No, I
can't transpose this a tritone down just because the key better suits
your mood today.
No, I
can't do this for so little money. If I spend all my time working for
free or for a pittance, I can't pay my rent or buy food.
No, I
can't play for a hundred hours without break because my hands and
brain need to rest every once in a while. I have already injured my
hand once because I didn't have the courage to say when I wanted a
break, everyone else seeming fine with the workload.
When I
say that I can't/won't do something, I'm often told about all the
other pianists who can and will do the thing I've said no to. They
can play twenty three hours without stopping - they play every single
note from the piece you think requires five hands (and they can do it
with just seven fingers) - they never complain about money because
they don't care about material comfort, and they sure as hell can
sightread every vocal music piece on the planet. And transpose them
to any key they like. While reciting a poem in Latin.
I'd
love to meet these people. They sound awesome.
To
those of you that aren't superheroes, a word of advice: Work the
amount that feels right for you, and don't compare. You have to know
how much you can cope with, what you're willing to do and for what
price, and once you've set your limits, stick with them no matter
what other people say. Then go and have days off. Breathe and notice
the life outside music - it's worth seeing, I promise you.
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