The Necessary Evil of Self-Promotion and the Secret to Making Beats Without an MC

Thanks man. No one wants to get fired. I'm earning these doctor dollars one week at a time. Yo. I feel you. It sucks for sure. The worst is when someone finds out you make music and asks you to play it for them—in front of them. I have no problem giving people my music or sending it to them, but I rarely ever follow up cuz I feel the same way as you about it. If they dig it they will hit you back. Some strong advice is to just give it to them. Get over it. When I worked at a restaurant, I hated taking out the trash and smelling like disgusting food when I got home. In music, I hate having to "promote" myself and miss people I love cuz we live in different cities, but every job has the parts that suck. Just get over it. Really though, I think that your fantasy isn't that far off. Good music will find its way into the right hands. Look at Jai Paul—dude pretty much dropped one demo and all of a sudden he was all over the place. You also really need to ask yourself: Is the music on the level? Are you ready to share it with people yet? Right now, with music so easy to make/release/consume, something does need to stand out, right? So I think that is something to account for as well. Being the illest should always be goal number one, and that's something you don't need to rush. I didn't put my first piece of music out till I was like 24. I love doing this because it's really endless. There's no time limit. Good luck and don't worry about things. Like I've said before, getting unsolicited shit from people you don't know is pretty much the most annoying thing in the world, but if we have a friendship then I love listening to tunes and giving constructive feedback.

This one is super simple. Put acapellas in. It will automatically make you think of songs. Pay a small fee and join some hip-hop record pools to get mad acapellas. And if you look close, there are sites out there where you can download them. Clams Casino lectured us at RBMA in 2011 and basically his whole story is that he was sending a bunch of rappers beats on MySpace. Slowly dudes started taking them and now he's killing it. Okay, I'm going to bed. xxxx *Column 37*