It begins slowly to dawn on me that I may not have a single commercial bone in my whole body. I have managed to become and remain uncool for almost half a century now. It's quite spectacular.
None of my instincts are toward anything even remotely "hit"-like. For all that's holy, please do not tell anyone who might invest in one of our films that.
I can say for certain however that if I
had had the kind of success I thought I wanted in my early 20's I would be stark down absolutely miserable now. If I'd had some minor hits and then at this point in my career I was getting notes like how to get a more "modern, forward-thinking sound" would drive me into insanity.
As it is I can make pretty much any sort of music I like and although nobody will listen to it at least I don't have to worry about "wider note changes".
I'm not even saying this Taxi review is wrong or non-helpful. I suppose it is helpful -- but to someone else. I'm not sure what I'm going to do about it though.
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