London Viola Player, Violinist & Arranger For Hire

Martin Ash LTCL

Monthly Archives: February 2015

Teasers and time-wasters

Have you ever had to advertise for a new housemate, interview / show around interested people, decide whether to offer them the room, see whether they decide they want it, go back round the process whenever they find somewhere else they like better? I can assure you (from experience) finding a replacement or extra member for a band is just as bad, with the added disadvantage that you usually have to see candidates in places you’re paying for (unless you have your own rehearsal space) and that everyone will usually take up a good 45 minutes to an hour of extremely limited band time.

Lots of band member wanted ads conclude ‘no time wasters please’. Some even fill it out to ‘no time wasters please, we’ve had enough of those already’. It’s almost as much de rigueur as ‘must have great stage presence’ (for lead vocalists), ‘own transport’ (for drummers and anyone in a function band) or ‘fluent reader essential’ (for all cruise ship jobs, which sadly never require strings). It’s no wonder really, particularly for instruments like guitar or drums where there are millions who play them and you may be after a quite specific subset that takes a lot of sifting through able but unsuitable players to find, never mind the ones that are just bad at their instrument.

There are also times when I want to reply to ads with ‘no time wasters please’. It seems to be considered a good way of getting responses, by some marketeers, to publish tantalisingly vague ads along the lines of ‘musicians of all kinds wanted across UK for exciting new commercial project. Email [contact] for more information … ‘ I suppose the intrigue factor probably does pull people in, but does it just mean more irrelevant emails for them to deal with? I’ve had a couple of this type of thing not reply to my response at all, which is certainly intriguing, and I was particularly baffled by one I did get an initial response from.

I sent a fairly standard expression of interest email: Here’s my CV, here’s my website with recordings, video etc., where I’m based and roughly what I do, please tell me more about the project. Within hours, I got an email back starting something like ‘I’ve spent 20 years as a professional gigging musician. I know what it’s like to drive four hours to a gig and then the same back in the middle of the night. To have no money when the bookings dry up and no way of chasing up clients that don’t pay.’ et cetera, a good few hundred words on the woes of jobbing rock/pop musicians. Then finally appearing to get to the point: ‘My new project will put an end to poor pay and worse income security for musicians. I should say now that I am looking for a particular kind of person: dedicated, passionate about music, hard-working and easy to get along with.’

I had alarm bells going off all over the shop by this point, but reckoned I didn’t have anything to lose by pursuing it a bit further since he already had my email address anyway. So I replied along the lines of ‘Sounds like a great result. Before I commit to anything, can you please tell me how you’re going to achieve this, seeing as no one else in the industry has yet and you haven’t said anything about the means or the plan yet?’ I’m sure it sounded sceptical, but I think justifiably so given the conversation to that point! His next email was for all practical purposes nothing more than ‘You don’t sound like the sort of person we’re looking for. Have a nice life.’

Which leaves me with this great puzzlement: did he in fact have a brilliant idea, but one that would only work with total trust in ‘the plan’, and also a very short fuse? Or was I ‘not the sort of person we’re looking for’ because I was, bluntly, not gullible enough? Sometimes folks you never can tell …

Praying for wind

The oddest thing about doing freelance work, I’ve decided, is the sitting waiting for someone to book you.

For music there is at least a semi-proactive side to this – you can go scrolling through musicians wanted ads for a while, but they will run out at some point. Even in the time I’ve been doing this, most of the places where I see any traffic or any work being booked have cracked down on ‘available for bookings’ posts and the odd person that does still do them looks, erm, odd. ‘Drummer available this weekend if anyone needs. [assorted details] … ‘ If I needed a drummer and could afford a pro dep I would have started looking earlier than this mate.

So there is still a lot of sitting around waiting and trying, a la Edison, to hustle while doing so. Blog, network, practise, catch up on admin, promote upcoming gigs, do it all again … and see if there are any projects you can get off the ground that won’t leave you with no time at all when/if the freelance bookings pick up again, and that won’t be a massive financial loss if they have to be parked or abandoned at some point down the line. Unless you’re pretty much literally going to and busk 10-20 hours a week, this business is a lot of playing the long game – investing, metaphorically and very literally, in opportunities which hopefully pay out well in months or even years, because there aren’t really any immediate rewards.

In the mean time, I really must get my violin bow rehaired in the fortnight between the next two gigs (rare to have so long to do it!) and start drafting a shortlist of wedding string quartet demo material. Hopefully both of which will pay off …

Ramblings

Yes I know that’s what this blog consists of at the best of times, but also …

Both my bands are set for a bit of travelling for their next gigs. After a triumphant home-base evening at the James Street Tavern in Oxford, the String Project are venturing to London for our next public outing. Read all about both. Meanwhile, the Filthy Spectacula are making our second venture out of London home waters, this time to the nearest I have to a home city, to play a prominent support slot in Liverpool. Bizarrely, I don’t think I’ve ever played a band gig on Merseyside, only classical concerts and church events, so this is both a homecoming and a kind of first for me. I’m also the only one of the band with any connections up that way and as usual we need turnout to get paid (in this case, to get the agreed fee, 20 people coming ‘to see us’ as interrogated on the door) – so locals, please push this and come if you possibly can! A very varied lineup should offer more or less something for everyone (I won’t personally be offended if you claim to be seeing us on the door then spend our set in the smokers’ shelter … ).

The Filthy ship sails on from there to our second Bristol appearance less than a week later, with some video shooting on the way; the String Project stay closer to home for a high-profile gig in Oxford with guest artists from (again) Bristol, to be followed or possibly preceded by an away-leg performance in Bristol with the same performers. But all of that can wait for other posts to be explained properly.

Meanwhile, I’ve been trying to put a string quartet together for the wedding / event trade, without repeating the situation where someone has to go into London for every practice unless someone else leaves London, and both cost too much so everyone’s unhappy. I think I have my people (albeit with the strange situation of all three upper players wanting to play viola not violin!) if the actual geographical spread proves workable, so watch this space …

All right Southern fairies …

… here’s your weekend mapped out:

If you live in or near Oxford, come to the James Street Tavern on Friday night and witness The String Project, Grandmas Hands and more for free, with new material, a new member and what looks like being a packed audience (get there early before they drink all the best beer).

If you live in or near London, come to the Fiddlers Elbow on Saturday night for The Filthy Spectacula, the incredibly named Wang Dang Doodle Band and others. Bring your dancing legs, your drinking liver, your singalong lungs and possibly an old-school Methodist to make sure you get home again.

If you live roughly halfway between the two, make a weekend of it and do both!

If you live in some woods by a small village near Reading, please stay out of shot when I’m finishing filming a music video on Sunday. Unless you’re, like, a deer or a raven or something.

(Northerners will be exempt from these orders on production of authentic monkey DNA or successful passing of the chippie condiment test only.)

Is it over?

Am I safe to risk poking my attention into some semi-public agora (the nearest Co-op, my Facebook newsfeed, Google’s targeted ads, whatever) without being cajoled, invited, ordered to contemplate my own and other people’s relationship status and invest time, effort, money and worry in it?

Oh look, most of the shops have skipped straight over Shrove Tuesday (that’s Pancake Day to you heathens) and gone in for the Easter chocolate kill.

Sorry, I can’t think about Easter yet, I have half a dozen or so gigs booked in between now and then. And one on Easter Saturday in Liverpool which I’m a little bit peeved about because it’ll make such a distraction in the middle of Holy Week.

Devil may cry, devil may care

In Iain M Banks’s rather wonderful ‘Culture’ science fiction novels (as opposed to the often frankly upsetting supposedly non-genre books published without the M), there is a sort of future-hippie offshoot of the central civilisation (arguably by characterised by such advanced technology that there is no need as such for any life-form to do anything any more) which calls itself the AhForgetIt Tendency.

This morning, I went through one of those rounds of getting a round robin email about a last-minute music job; getting excited and sending off a sky-aiming offer to play it; waiting in elevated nervousness; and hearing nothing back. Under the circumstances and knowing how common the experience is as a rookie jobbing musician, Tending more towards AhForgetIt would seem like a good piece of self-protection.

Except, of course, that you need those jobs to progress. Some of the outside chances working out is largely how you get some wider experience, a better-looking CV, people to hire you back, more of a flow of work. You can’t afford to ignore them unless you’re already getting as much and as good ‘quality’ work as you need.

And of course if you want any of them to work out, then you have to really sell yourself putting yourself forward for them. No good sending off a form email with the name at the top changed and generic information, 36 hours after their ‘last minute left in the lurch’ search started; it has to be tailored, appropriate and enthusiastic, at least to all appearances to the reader that won’t know you, the individual.

So the decision to really engage and throw your effort into each roll of the dice is necessary to make it worth rolling at all. But then avoiding riding an emotional rollercoaster every time you have a work-related email demands being relaxed about the strong likelihood of never getting anything from the application from the point you send it off.

It’s like, in order to both progress your career and preserve your sanity, you have to care loads about your applications and not at all about their outcomes. Several times a week at least.

No wonder creatives have a reputation for being flaky unstable bundles of emotion.

Janus’ eye view

If you’ve known me personally for a while (and have a good memory!), you might recall that my current working arrangement is a six-month trial as regards my desk job, which I’m currently doing for the equivalent of two days a week. That six months expires at the end of February (so, in a fortnight), and it’s therefore been necessary to start thinking, planning and agreeing (or compromising) with my employers as to what happens next. There’s an element of forecasting in that, as well as decision-making about the future; but inevitably it’s based on a lot of reviewing of the last six months as well.

So how far have I come? Well, I have some pretty decent promo material in place, I’ve met a lot of people and made some potentially useful connections. I’m playing in a new band that is regularly making a noticeable profit on gigs, though probably still barely offsetting rehearsal room hire and my travel costs. I’m doing at least notionally paid music jobs probably an average of about once a week, though some of them barely cover expenses and some don’t even manage that. (Note to self: be very financially cautious about profit-share arrangements in future.) And, perhaps somewhat to my surprise, I’m finding myself musically competent to all of this; the lack of conservatoire training can certainly be a CV hindrance but doesn’t, at the level and in the situations I’ve so far worked, actually seem to leave me musically inadequate to the jobs.

And, on the other side, I’m happier than I think I ever was working full time in publishing; despite all the late nights, irregular hours, long bus and train journeys, uncertainty and pressure, it’s working a lot better than a 9 to 5 desk grind at copy editing and proofreading. And my desk work hasn’t gone completely off the rails; there have been strains and I don’t think all of my colleagues are that keen but it’s never all gone totally to pot.

So where next? Well, it would be highly unprofessional of me to disclose much about a process in work that is only under way at present anyway (just as it would be to let on here who I actually work for). But it looks like this is going to be a honeymoon phase, and the next step will involve having to increase my desk hours somewhat in order to keep my job in any recognisable form. That will be tougher, but shouldn’t be the end of the world (depending to some extent on what eventual figure comes out for my new working hours); at least it will mean a bit more cash I don’t have to earn from the whims of a freelance market.

The direction of the music work is mostly far more imponderable. For the bands, or at least The Filthy Spectacula and hopefully the String Project, it is largely a question of ‘onwards and upwards’ – most obviously in the former case, where the amount of both prominence and cash we can command is perceptibly rising. But both are starting from loss-making baselines, and The Filthy Spectacula didn’t exist 6 months ago. There would be a lot of progress before either paid for many bills.

As for the one-off performances – mostly, but not exclusively, classical, orchestral and viola – they have got more frequent, but as they are almost all produced by me answering ads and I have yet to work for the same client twice, it is difficult to talk convincingly about trends. Regrettably, the increase in number of jobs has recently been largely produced by poorly paid ones – the highly valuable £100-£120 for one day’s work remain about one a month, well worth having but about a third what I would like. It then remains an article of faith in a much longer building-up period than six months for my new sole trader enterprise that the gigs will get better paid or the higher-paid ones more frequent, whichever way you look at it. But a necessary one, otherwise the books will never balance.

So there you have some shape of it: forward and past, notes and suggestions. Less of a brave new world now perhaps; more of an environment starting to be known and responded to, with its own potentials and problems, and limits to both. Less exciting? Maybe; but more tangible too. And the goal was and is tangible (or at least tradeable) benefits, not just excitement.

Work-work balance

The amount of time musicians spend actually performing is quite small, if you were to take that as their working hours. I mean, even if you were in a West End pit band doing eight shows a week, that would only be 24 hours a week tops, which is a lot less than a full-time job. And most freelancers are doing a lot less than eight gigs a week.

Rehearsals and practice obviously make up a significant extra chunk of working time. But because rehearsals cost (renting a space to use; all too often (from the organiser’s point of view; from the musician’s, all too rarely) paying extra fees or at least travel expenses for the players), the cash-strapped music business is trying to do without more of them than can be helped; an afternoon’s rehearsal for an evening’s concert is not unusual in the orchestral sphere, as I’ve written before. As for personal practice, it’s certainly there but the amount of it relating directly to paid jobs is restricted by the cost of hiring and posting parts, so that they’re usually not sent out in advance to hired hands. That said, most classical things written before 1880-ish and well-known can be fairly readily downloaded off Petrucci – for the motivated and those hired sufficiently before the gig for it to be worthwhile.

And yet I mostly seem to be frantically busy. What takes up all that time?

Bluntly, marketing. Direct or social/indirect (like blogging to keep my website’s visibility up); proactive and reactive (like searching through wanted ads and replying to anything relevant). I reckon I spend more time, by a significant ratio, on trying to get music work than actually playing in any shape or form.

Partly, yes, this is the nature of freelance work in any sector, at least compared with salaried employment – that the amount of work-seeking that has to be done is a shock. And partly, yes, it’s still very early days, particularly in the aspect that I’m not really getting hired back by any previous employers yet. I flatter myself this is because they’re not repeating similar performances rather than because I’m universally so dire no-one wants me to play a second time.

But it’s also a consequence of a crowded market for musicians – maybe not quite so much so for classical violists or improvising violinists, but even those deals are made within as it were the same agora as everything else, full of hustling bar owners, guitarists, startup originals metal bands and function groups seeking a second vocalist. There are more people wanting to earn from money than, unfortunately, the money willingly made available to pay them will go round. Also, Web 2.0, social media and the general business setup of the twenty-teens West means a very high-maintenance marketing environment, with relatively a lot of work required to stand out. Everyone has a website, and a blog, and Facebook and Twitter accounts (except me – Twitter really does seem too much like hard work, sorry), and video and audio demo material, and professionally shot photos … and keeps them all up-to-date, and keeps repushing them into the specialised version of the public eye.

It’s probably not mostly the case that lack of concerts and rehearsals creates space for self-promotion. More likely, self-promotion has to take so much energy and time in order to actually get anything like the amount of work needed to pay the bills that practice time at least gets squeezed. It’s so competitive trying to get paid to be a musician these days, you don’t really have time to play music while you’re at it.

A walk in the woods

So, where were we? Oh yes, Sunday.

Well, as I post shamefully little of other people’s music on here, start off by taking a listen to this:

https://allwillbewellrecords.bandcamp.com/track/the-garden

Which is the track by superb Oxfordshire folk-originals trio Little Red that I was shooting the video for.

The single oddest thing about it is probably doing a load of stuff in the knowledge that no noise you make will be recorded, even though the images are being faithfully taped! I’ve written about this before, but it’s probably the closest mainstream modern equivalent to silent film recording. Of course the result is a fair bit of speaking anyway, because people don’t just get highly worked up in silence most of the time – but with very low pressure on improv dialogue skills. (I’m really hoping no one with excellent lip-reading skills gets their hands or rather eyes on a couple of key moments. Fortunately the deaf are unlikely to watch music videos.)

The other oddity was that the ‘cast’ – namely myself and the multi-talented Jess Law – were also musicians; a product of being recruited through local muso networks but ironic given we were there to act in silence and make no music whatsoever! At least we sympathised with the discovery for the band performance shots that it’s much easier to actually play and sing than try to mime …

I’m going to keep details of the video up my sleeve but teaser photos from director Ant Appleby are atmospheric, intriguing and seem to manage to avoid me looking like a clown, so keep your eyes peeled for release info …

I’ve also discovered that waltzing on a leaf littery (and occasionally brambly) forest floor in hiking boots is a lot more difficult than I would have allowed for.