Surviving Reviews
It finally happened. I got my first review of my CD in print today. It's something I've been eagerly awaiting for years. I thought it would make me a little more legit as an artist. Upon reading the review it felt more like being a little girl, who can't wait to gorw up and be a woman, only to realize you have to have periods. It's not all high heels and wearing lipstick. There's real messy parts that come with the package, and no operating instructions on how to handle how YOU will feel.
Well, I got my period today.
It wasn't a horrible review, but it wasn't great. It was predictably luke warm. The lady who gave me the review first cited me as more of a fan of music, than anyone who is benefiting the genre. Then she allowed that I am a good writer. My writing saves the album from being mediocre. Oh, how generous.
I don't know what I was expecting, but I know what I was hoping. I was hoping I would be cited as a genius, and that someone would give me an award. Or I would show up under "Best Kept Secrets of 2004." A girl's gotta dream, right? I could list a whole bunch of things I think are wrong with my CD--I know it's flawed, because I made it. It took so much pain and frustration and TIME to get that sucker out. There were periods of time I HATED the CD, and would have thrown it to the dogs, if it wouldn't have insulted all the other people who worked on it, and devoted time to it. Yet, there comes a time when you have to stand by your work. Flawed or not, your name is on it and it ultimately you have to stand by it. So I will.
Also, there are some comments I could make about the review itself, like she got the wrong song title for the lyrics she quoted; or that she should try making an album herself and then write a review; or that she must be a very closed minded person, with no sense self; or worse, a fan, and not anyone who benefits the genre of review.
But I won't say that. Graham pointed out that she listened to the CDin its entirety and took notes. That's the best I can hope for from anyone really. So, thanks to her for listening.
Well, I got my period today.
It wasn't a horrible review, but it wasn't great. It was predictably luke warm. The lady who gave me the review first cited me as more of a fan of music, than anyone who is benefiting the genre. Then she allowed that I am a good writer. My writing saves the album from being mediocre. Oh, how generous.
I don't know what I was expecting, but I know what I was hoping. I was hoping I would be cited as a genius, and that someone would give me an award. Or I would show up under "Best Kept Secrets of 2004." A girl's gotta dream, right? I could list a whole bunch of things I think are wrong with my CD--I know it's flawed, because I made it. It took so much pain and frustration and TIME to get that sucker out. There were periods of time I HATED the CD, and would have thrown it to the dogs, if it wouldn't have insulted all the other people who worked on it, and devoted time to it. Yet, there comes a time when you have to stand by your work. Flawed or not, your name is on it and it ultimately you have to stand by it. So I will.
Also, there are some comments I could make about the review itself, like she got the wrong song title for the lyrics she quoted; or that she should try making an album herself and then write a review; or that she must be a very closed minded person, with no sense self; or worse, a fan, and not anyone who benefits the genre of review.
But I won't say that. Graham pointed out that she listened to the CDin its entirety and took notes. That's the best I can hope for from anyone really. So, thanks to her for listening.
posted by Summer Pierre at
2:40 PM
1 Comments:
Reviewers are similar to those that teach,If they could do it they woulnt have to review it.
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