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| quote: | Originally posted by davemolina
I can sense when someone really respects what I do and when someone doesn't. I hate feeling like the "hired help" and not even being given a second look by the promoter. I hate being taken advantage of.
I've decided to start being more selective about who I play for because I can't put my heart into something when I know I was the 4th or 5th choice for the gig or that even though I was told I would be paid...deep down I know I'm not at the end of the night. |
Yeah, I totally agree. I can settle for playing for free only if:
A) I'm not taking off work or traveling very far for the gig. Unlike my past 2 part time jobs, its extremely difficult to request off, and for each night of work I miss thats $132 that isn't included in my paycheck. Then there's the gas expenses to and from said event/city.
B) Its a packed club, a top of the line lighting/sound system and a prime timeslot. Getting to play for 800-2000 people and see em really get into track after track, and after the set have half the damn club come up offering props, drinks, etc is a reward in of itself.
Even though money is not a main motive for playing out...I almost feel embarrassed when I actually tell people hoe much I make when I'm asked. On the way back from Gabriel and Dresden my sis' bf was like:
"so you only got $75 for that??"
me "yeah, to cover gas"
him: "that's fucking bullshit, your set was worth at least a pricetag of $350."
*shrug*
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