I have been wrestling with the painful realization that many musicians have admitted too… the dying music market. The Music Industry’s “1-2%” Death Knell is just another example of the skeletal profit margins musicians can expect today. Licensing music or composing for film/tv/games and other media is the last realm (along with live performing musicians) that today’s musician can expect to make financial earnings. When ones identity is deeply connected to their ability to compose, produce, or record songs, yet at the same time listeners do not “need” to purchase music as in generations past because the “free streaming model” has become standard, they may begin to question investing in this craft further. To have someone “buy” your music is to feel “needed and purposeful”. As I was pondering this with a heavy heart, God lead me to read the following passage from As a Man Thinketh by James Allen:
Humanity cannot forget its dreamers; it cannot let their ideals fade and die; it lives in them; it knows them as the realities which it shall one day see and know.
Composer, sculptor, painter, poet, prophet and sage, these are the makers of the afterword, the architects of heaven. The world is beautiful because they have lived; without them, laboring humanity would perish.
Let’s not give up hope that musicians can earn an income for their work, yet in the meanwhile continue to create the soundtrack of people’s lives, press on for the sake of art itself, and in doing so you may inspire others to live their dreams.