Sometimes there’s just a chord that gets struck
Music, for me, is particularly prickly. It always seems like a total accident when a smash hit–like Rihanna’s “Umbrella”–is something I, too, like. But mostly I just know way too much about the music labels in this town and what it means to be popular. And it doesn’t seem to be getting much better. Granted, I am 34 and it’s not 1985 anymore. I am much more jaded. But I am also much more aware that there is a ton of music out there that I need to find. Music that will move me. Music that still has the ability to give me a chill.
I was sharply reminded of that tonight, reading something written by Kristin Hersh, who is something of a mini hero to me (mostly because I am amazed by her guitar playing and can’t figure out how a mother of four has made something like 20 records in 22 years). Her voice is a “love her or hate her” proposition, I know–something often said about some other women with particularly strong voices, such as Corin Tucker of Sleater-Kinney… go figure, since Kurt Cobain and Black Francis got away with it.
Anyway, the point of this is that Kristin Hersh can essentially not make any money in the record business model. A woman who should be considered a trailblazer (no one would hate Corin Tucker’s voice if they hadn’t hated Kristin’s first) basically is nearly broke after working for 20 years. Her last CD from early ‘07 just didn’t even blip on the radar and she nearly lost all of her money on tour.
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