The applause is deafening as you throw down your guitar and walk off stage. High on adrenaline, you head to the dressing room and think: “This is it, I’ve made it, I’m a rock star!” Until 6am, that is, when your alarm goes off and you have to head off for a 10 hour shift packing frozen peas in Nuneaton.
That’s from a Tim Jonze column in the Guardian about musicians and their frequent need for a “real” job. One commenter insists that a musician should have a day job no matter how successful, just to stay in contact with what might be referred to as the real world.
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