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Dear Fan Landers,
Do we have to sell things to be professional musicians?
Damon & Naomi
Dear Damon & Naomi,
Have to? No. Ultimately, what do we mean by professional here? Like, making a living? Selling things certainly helps. But how and what you are selling, and how and where, ultimately, is the biggest question a band faces these days. It’s pretty hard to exist as a band without a little merch money padding unless you are really game to do this at your own financial expense. There is the social pressure and fan expectation of merch to contend with as well.
As you well know, it’s a curious thing these days to even try to sell ones own recorded music, to seek any sort of tangible profit from it, since the idea of paying for music is lost on a lot of music fans. The many ways online where one can retail ones wares can be a hassle or it means cutting in third or fourth parties–and while many of them seem fairly effective and harmless (Bandcamp, Paypal) there is still a level of mediation and unknown entities cutting in on not only your business, but your connection with your fans–because there is a cut to be had.
If you tour and play live and have the avenues of hawking items from the merch table–totes! tees! buttons! vinyl!–the accoutrements of banddom–you have an unmediated way. But it is just more stuff in the world. It is stuff you have to pony up for and pray people like you enough to signal it to the world with that flimsy tote bag. I imagine it’s kind of weird to make an album and just have it be some mp3 in a languishing playlist somewhere.
In the post-Fugazi era (google ’em!) the idea of not doing merch, of not milking ones fans or their nostalgia or their capitalism-damage is downright novel, isn’t it? I have always had a kind of romance for bands I saw in basements whose existence was so ephemeral that no document of it existed. If there was no demo tape–did it even happen? It made it special. If you wanted a t-shirt, you made one yourself, and while you were carving that stencil with an exacto or ironing those letters on you thought about why that band maybe did not have merch. you also thought about how much you loved them, and why you wanted that shirt to advertise. I used to have a home-made Lungfish shirt I ironed the letters on, and I thought about just ironing on all the names of the bands I loved the most, some of them forever merchless. Just have a singular band t-shirt, on my own terms. So why not? Why not challenge the very mechanics of what it means to be a band and just focus on the music? Being in a band is such a pain in the ass anyhow–why make it more laborious? Who cares about a shirt or a tape when ultimately all you can truly leave fans with is a memory?
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