A good nightmare

The most amazing and productive anxiety dream woke me up this morning. It's perhaps a measure of my hard-won maturity that the dream was both anxious and productive. I've talked about some of my best songs coming out of dreams--this dream had a similar impact, but compelled me to write this entry instead of a song.
I've had many a folk festival anxiety dream--around twenty years ago I had one that turned into a song of mine called "Wheel of fortune". Last night's was my first music conference dream. It started out conventionally enough, with my usual difficulty getting to the stage. This one had the added element of my showcase slot at the Folk Alliance conference being scheduled for 9am, a guarantee that no one would show up.
Two younger songwriters in succession at this conference gave me their CDs, again, not unusual in real life, but a new element in my dreams. They both did something odd: before they gave me their CDs, they flashed a credit card. It wasn't until I saw the second credit card that I realized that they were offering to pay for my attention.

I entered a songwriting competition a few weeks ago, my first. Because I like to go through the web, I did it through a complimentary temporary membership in an organization that offers space and help for electronic press kits. Okay, cool idea--I put one together. Kind of like my web site, but a little more streamlined, and easy to do. A legitimate service. But then, on a daily basis, I was solicited to pay for various "opportunities", some of them song competitions such as I entered. Others, industry conferences. And into this mix started to come folk festivals, one I had played at, another I hope to participate in at some point. I was being solicited to flash my credit card to pay for someone's attention. At the end of the solicitation was some sentence like, "some compensation may be given".
Now, people do pay for my attention when they enroll in my classes and workshops. Because teaching is hard work, and that kind of attention takes energy, I am happy to get paid, and in fact I am grateful for my students' support. But I am careful to keep the focus on the creative process, and part of this is to never organize the class around pre-existing work. People understandibly get attached to their creations, whatever quality they might be, and it's much easier to do productive growth with work in process. I'm also careful to work only in groups, so whatever criticism I might give, the group gives a reality check to both the songwriter and me.

If someone offered me money, though, to listen to their CD, I would be shocked, as I hope they would be shocked. I'm not even convinced I did the right thing entering that contest. I think the "daily opportunity" part of the online service I used is like someone peddling candy or dope to kids. You may get a boost, but it's not the same kind of nourishment that real food gives for the long run. For that, you need to go out into a real community again and again, and test your songs until it becomes obvious to one and all that your songs offer an audience more than they expect of it--that the energy an audience gives with its attention is rewarded with more energy from the song and its performance.

And paying to audition gives away too much power to gatekeepers, undermining the kind of community in which the cream, instead of the money, rises to the top.

I refer any developing songwriter looking for my criticism to the wonderful advice of Rainer Maria Rilke in the first of his "Letters to a Young Poet". I can't do better. On the other hand, if you want to do a workshop or a class with me, get in touch.