According to new research from the Dutch music industry, more than three-quarters of people in the Netherlands now want AI-generated music to carry a label on streaming platforms.
Two years ago, that figure was 59 per cent.
Today it’s past 75. And in the same stretch, the share of people who say it matters that music is made by a real person climbed from 68 to 78 per cent.

I read that and thought: finally.
Not because I want to win an argument.
Because it means I’m not shouting into the void.

If you’ve followed me for any length of time, you know my line in the sand: 100% Human, Zero AI.
Every word, every melody, every imperfect take.
I’ve never treated that as a marketing slogan.
It’s the whole point.
So watching the country I was born in arrive at the same instinct — that authenticity is worth protecting — feels less like vindication and more like company.

Here’s the scale of what we’re up against.
One major streaming service says roughly 75,000 fully AI-generated tracks get uploaded every single day.

That’s nearly half of everything new arriving on the platform.
Half.
Think about what that does to a listener trying to find something real.
You’re not browsing a record shop anymore.
You’re wading through a flood, and most of it was never touched by a human hand.

The people pushing for change put it better than I could.
Transparency matters. Listeners have a right to honest information — to know where the thing they’re feeling actually came from.
That’s it. That’s the ask. Not a ban, not a witch hunt.
Just a label, so you can choose with your eyes open.

What moved me most wasn’t the AI part, though. It was the vinyl part.

The same research found people are buying records again — not chasing the newest release, but returning to music they already love, so they can experience it again.
Hold it. Put the needle down. Sit with it.

One spokesperson framed it perfectly: the more we live online, and the more AI rises, the more we crave something real.

The more we want to actually feel a thing, rather than have it fed to us by an algorithm that’s optimising for retention.

That’s the deepest reason I do this the way I do.
A song isn’t a product I’m trying to scale.
It’s an attempt to hand you something true — written at a kitchen table, second-guessed, rewritten, sung until it was right.
When you press play on a ‘Julience’ track, a person was there.
I was there.

So if you’ve ever wondered why I make such a stubborn fuss about the human thing, this is why. Three-quarters of my birth country just said the quiet part out loud.
You want to know what you’re listening to.
You deserve to!

And with me, you always will.

Stay human.

— Julience

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If you’ve ever felt like the music you hear on the big platforms is starting to sound the same — over-polished, over-processed, picked by an algorithm trained to play it safe — you’re not imagining it. The system has been built that way. The majors gatekeep the playlists, the algorithms favour what’s already winning, and we’re now being told AI-generated tracks are the future.

I disagree. So does Indie Pulse.

What is Indie Pulse?

Indie Pulse is an independent music platform and broadcast — created and hosted by Terrence Bull, himself an indie artist who’s living what he champions. The mission is simple and uncompromising: spotlight the world’s best high-quality indie music. Real people. Real songs. No label approval. No AI.

Every track on Indie Pulse is hand-picked. Not surfaced by an engagement metric. Not promoted because someone paid for it. Hand-picked — because someone listened, felt something, and decided this deserves to be heard.

The flagship is The Pulse — a live broadcast every Tuesday at 8:05pm NZT, with previous shows available on demand so you can listen any time. There’s also Backstage, where you get closer to the artists behind the music.

Why this matters

I’ve said it before and I’ll keep saying it: no label, no AI, no shortcuts. Just one bloke making real music. Indie Pulse is built on the same belief — that craft still counts, that human voices belong on the airwaves, and that the artists pouring their lives into their work deserve a platform that actually puts them first.

This isn’t anti-Spotify or anti-Apple Music. It’s in addition to. Initiatives like Indie Pulse are part of a growing wave of platforms creating space for independent music outside the major-streaming sphere — and that wave is exactly what indie artists need right now. More homes for honest music. More ways for listeners to find something real.

You can find me there too

I’m proud to be on Indie Pulse. If you want to check out my artist profile, give a few tracks a spin, and explore the rest of the catalogue while you’re there:

My Indie Pulse Profile →

And if you love what Indie Pulse is doing — tune in, share it, send it to a mate. That’s how this works. Platforms like this grow on word of mouth, on real listeners passing real music along.

Tune in to Indie Pulse

The Pulse — live Tuesdays, 8:05pm NZT, with full archive on demand.

indiepulse.woo.co/the-pulse

No label. No AI. No shortcuts. Just real music, championed by real people.

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Music production today is obsessed with perfection. Every transient tightened, every rough edge filed smooth by some algorithm that’s never felt a guitar string vibrate under its fingers — because it doesn’t have any. That clinical sheen is everywhere. And it is killing the soul of rock.

This isn’t a manifesto against technology. It’s a reminder of what makes a guitar track feel like something — the friction, the physical mess, the unpredictable interaction between player and gear. Whether you’re locked in a rehearsal space at midnight or hauling a van full of equipment between venues, the tools you choose shape everything. Here’s what actually matters.

Electric Guitars: The Voice of the Soul

Your guitar is an extension of your body. It should breathe, resonate, push back a little. The instruments that define indie rock are not the pristine, feather-light things built for comfort — they’re the ones that have weight, character, and something to say before you’ve even played a note.

Solid Bodies & Sustain

If you want real sustain, skip the chambered body. A solid, non-chambered build lets the wood vibrate fully, giving you that thick, resonant tone that rings out and hangs in the air. It’s pure physics — the more wood, the more the instrument becomes part of the sound, not just a vehicle for it. A Gibson Les Paul Custom is the textbook example: heavyweight, warm, and built to handle the road’s abuse without flinching. Temperature swings, humidity changes, getting thrown in a van — it takes it all.

Always tour with a backup guitar. Not as a precaution — as a rule. Strings break mid-song, electronics fail, necks get knocked. A sturdy case and a reliable stand for your main and your backup isn’t optional kit. It’s the price of taking this seriously.

Reliable Amps: The Roar of the Beast

An amplifier doesn’t just make you louder. The right amp reacts — it pushes back, responds to how hard you dig in, compresses naturally when you drive it into the red. That conversation between player and amp is where a lot of the magic in indie rock actually lives.

Why Tube Amps Win

Tube amps are heavier, less reliable on a bad night, and more expensive to maintain. They’re still worth it. Push a good tube amp and it breaks up in a way that feels organic — like the gear is alive under your hands. There’s a natural compression and harmonic richness that solid state circuits can replicate on paper but rarely in practice. That said, a great overdrive pedal can coax genuine warmth from a solid state amp when you need the reliability, and plenty of touring bands use exactly that combination.

Whatever you run, protect it. A power conditioner between your rig and a dodgy venue socket isn’t a luxury. And carrying a backup amp head is the kind of insurance that pays out exactly when you least expect it.

Analog Overdrive Pedals: The Gritty Heartbeat

This is where you carve out your sound. Not in a DAW, not in a plugin chain — on the floor, in real time, with your boot on a pedal and your hands on a guitar.

Building Your Board

A good analog overdrive is the centrepiece. Not because you need distortion — but because a great overdrive responds to your dynamics. Roll your guitar’s volume back and it cleans up. Crank it and it sings. That responsiveness is the whole point. Stack it into a cranked tube amp and you’ve got something that no digital recreation has quite nailed.

Beyond that: delay for space and depth, reverb for atmosphere, and modulation — chorus, tremolo, phaser — for texture when the song calls for it. Individual analog pedals each carry their own character, and that character bleeds into your sound in ways that matter. Multi-effects units are useful for streamlining a live rig, but don’t mistake convenience for personality.

Pay attention to how your pedals interact with your amp. An overdrive going into the front of a loud tube amp is a different instrument than the same pedal at bedroom volume. Learn those interactions and they become tools, not accidents.

Drum Kits: The Rhythmic Backbone

The drums are where indie rock lives or dies. They’re the pulse — the thing that either makes a room move or doesn’t. And on the road, the drum kit is the gear that takes the most punishment.

Portable Kits Without Compromise

For touring, lightweight hybrid kits are the sensible choice. They load faster, fit in smaller vehicles, and they don’t sacrifice the feel that matters — the snap of a snare, the natural decay of a cymbal, the way the kick drum pushes air into the room. What you’re looking for is a kit that responds honestly to every hit, one that translates the drummer’s dynamics rather than flattening them.

Pack extra drumheads, extra sticks, and a good drum throne. Durable drum cases are non-negotiable — not just for protection, but for the speed of a quick changeover when the next band is already sound-checking. The gear that enables a fast setup is gear that keeps the energy alive.

Essential Accessories: The Unsung Heroes

Nobody talks about the cable that saved the show. The spare string set that kept a song from dying. The tuner that caught a drift in pitch before the chorus. These things don’t get posted on gear forums but they are — consistently — the difference between a professional performance and a messy one.

Fresh strings matter. A broken string mid-set pulls you out of the moment completely, and it’s entirely preventable. Carry more picks than you think you’ll need — different gauges for different feels, and they disappear constantly. A solid digital tuner is non-negotiable, especially moving between venues where temperature kills tuning stability.

Beyond that: a capo for quick key changes, reliable power strips and extension leads for your pedalboard, and backup supplies for everything critical — cables, power adapters, drum sticks, drumheads. The road is unpredictable. Your kit shouldn’t be.

The best music comes from the friction between wood, wire, and bone. The imperfections aren’t flaws — they’re the point.

Stop Tweaking. Start Making Noise.

It’s easy to spend hours chasing the perfect sound in a DAW — adjusting EQ curves, layering plugins, hunting for some theoretical ideal that keeps moving the moment you get close. Billie Eilish and FINNEAS recorded a Grammy-winning album in a bedroom. Not because the gear was perfect, but because they stopped waiting for perfect and started making music that was honest.

The gear matters. The choices matter. But none of it means anything until you’re actually playing — until the amp is cranked, the overdrive is screaming, and you’re committed to the sound that’s coming out of the speakers right now. The friction between you and the instrument, between the instrument and the amp, between the amp and the room — that’s where the music lives.

Put down the mouse. Pick up the guitar. Turn it up.

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Let me tell you about the moment I almost quit. I’d spent an entire weekend mixing a track—layering guitars, tweaking drums, nailing the vocal—and when I finally released it, it felt like dropping a stone into a bottomless well. No splash. No echo. Just silence.

In 2025, an average of 106,000 new tracks flooded streaming platforms every single day. I was one drop in that ocean. That was a Tuesday.

If you’re reading this, you know the feeling. Refreshing stats at 2 a.m., wondering if the numbers are glitched. Questioning why you pour hours into music the algorithm seems determined to bury. Comparing your plays to someone else’s and feeling that gut punch.

Here’s what I tell myself on those nights: you’re not failing. The system is structurally brutal for small artists right now. Understanding why is the first step to playing on your own terms.

01 The Flood: Why Discovery Feels Impossible

The indie space isn’t crowded—it’s underwater. Streaming pays $0.003–$0.005 per stream, so even solid numbers barely buy coffee. Worse, algorithms reward momentum: early saves and shares push tracks further. No existing audience? You’re invisible.

It’s a vicious catch-22: you need listeners to get recommended, but recommendations to get listeners. Your music sits on a digital shelf with 253 million other tracks (as of late 2025), waiting for a fluke discovery.

“The algorithm doesn’t care about your soul. It cares about save rates and skip percentages. So stop trying to please it—and start building something it can’t ignore.”

The artists who cut through aren’t playlist-chasers or trend-riders. They’re building their own ecosystems: email lists, Bandcamp pages, Discord communities, real connections with people who care. Algorithms shift. A fan who finds your track at 3 a.m. and feels something? That’s permanent.

I’m not there yet. I have an email list and Bandcamp, but no Discord, and deep connections are still rare.

To the few who buy on Bandcamp, send a coffee, or message me on socials: I hear you. I appreciate you more than words show.

Release consistently but strategically. One single every 6–8 weeks lets each track breathe and build real momentum instead of drowning your own catalog.

I’ve neglected this for too long—life got in the way, and some periods I just didn’t have the spark. I own that.

Build your own hub. An email list of 200 engaged people beats 5,000 passive Spotify followers. You own that line—no platform can cut it.

Consider targeted, low-budget ads. A small Spotify Marquee or Instagram push to your niche often beats waiting for playlist miracles. I’ve run Meta ads; they brought in saves and follows. But budget limits make it unsustainable long-term.

02 The Bubble Problem: Algorithms vs. Actual Humans

Hyper-personalized playlists are making listeners less adventurous. Platforms push “safe” sounds—stuff like what you already hear—so truly unique music gets filtered out. Passive discovery rules: someone half-listens to your track on a random playlist while cooking, then ghosts. That’s not a fan. That’s data.

Don’t homogenize your sound to fit boxes. Create reasons for active seeking: saves, shares, comments, returns.

Go beyond music. Tell stories. Show the process. Reveal the human.

Ask real questions: “What does this track make you feel?” beats “Stream my single!” People want belonging, not ads.

Prioritize depth. 500 truly engaged fans—who save, share, show up—are worth more than 10,000 ghosts.

Engage sincerely: reply to comments, repost fan stuff, run personal giveaways (Zoom chats, handwritten lyrics). Early on, every interaction compounds.

I try this—asking real questions, going deep, meaning it—and it helps. But it leads straight to…

03 The One-Person Band Problem (Literally)

As a one-man operation playing every instrument and recording at home, music is the easy part. The drain is everything else: songwriter, producer, mixer, designer, social manager, marketer, distributor, accountant—before breakfast.

No label budget. No team. Every post and promo comes from the same hands that just spent hours on a snare sound. Platforms change rules constantly—what worked months ago might hurt now.

Burnout hides here. Not in creating (we could do that forever), but in the endless hustle to be heard while staying sane.

I’m lucky to have someone sharing the load and helping out a lot.

A Hard Truth

You can’t do it all. Trying will cost the one thing that matters: the music. Lasting artists don’t post most or hustle hardest—they focus on what moves their needle and drop the rest. Sustainability > intensity.

Know your fan. Define them (age, tastes, hangouts) and go there. A niche Reddit or Discord beats general hashtags.

Theory makes sense, but with a day job, social life, and music, days are brutally short.

Collaborate. Swap features, remixes, shoutouts with similar-level artists. You’re allies, not rivals.

I get it. I need to prioritize this more.

Diversify income early. Merch, house gigs, licensing, Bandcamp subs, Patreon—anything beyond streams eases pressure. For small indies like me, it’s often peanuts, but every bit funds the next release.

Protect energy. Boundaries: no posting past 9 p.m., one no-business day a week. Celebrate small wins—that DM saying your song got someone through a dark night? That’s everything.

04 The Invisible Years: What Nobody Tells You About Growth

Every “overnight” success hides a decade of unseen work: midnight sessions, 47-play tracks, unanswered DMs. The industry glorifies virality because slow, quiet building doesn’t sell stories. Real growth is one genuine connection at a time.

I’ve dropped tracks into silence, wondering if it’s worth time I could spend elsewhere. No tidy quote fixes that hurt. It’s real.

But lasting artists build depth: fans who buy merch, attend gigs, spread the word, feel part of something. Many independents now earn livable incomes from dedicated niches—not fame, but thousands of true supporters.

“The ones who stick around longest often win—not because they’re loudest, but because they’re most real.”

So Keep Going. Seriously.

If you’re nodding—if you know the sting of proud releases ignored—your work matters. Not vaguely. Someone out there needs your music.

The landscape is brutal. Algorithms indifferent. Money terrible. Yet people still create honest, human music in bedrooms and garages. Not for ease or profit, but because not creating would hurt more.

Create genuinely. Treat fans like humans. Experiment fearlessly. Set boundaries against burnout. When numbers are tiny and silence deafening: you don’t need millions. You need the right people. They’re searching for exactly what you make.

The world doesn’t need more algorithm-friendly product. It needs your weird, honest, imperfect, human music.

Don’t stop.

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These parasites are everywhere, lurking in your DMs, flooding your inbox, and popping up in targeted ads designed to exploit your desperation.
They know we’re struggling.
They know we’re hustling day jobs just to fund our passion.
And they couldn’t care less—they’re here to suck us dry.

You know the ones I’m talking about.
Those “music promotion” companies that swear they’ll blast your track to thousands of real fans, get you on major playlists, or secure that elusive sync deal for a Netflix show.
Or the “managers” who demand upfront fees to “shop” your music to labels. The “playlist curators” charging hundreds for guaranteed streams.
The “booking agents” who want a deposit for that “exclusive showcase” with industry bigwigs in attendance.
They all have one thing in common: they take your money eagerly, deliver jack shit, and vanish when you ask for results.

I’ve seen friends lose hundreds—sometimes thousands—on these scams.
One buddy paid for “guaranteed Spotify placement” and ended up with bot streams that got his account flagged and his numbers wiped.
Another shelled out for a “tour booking” service that booked nothing but excuses.
And don’t get me started on the fake A&Rs sliding into DMs, impersonating label execs, promising signatures if you just pay a “review fee” or “application cost.”

It’s predatory bullshit, preying on the hope that keeps us creating despite the odds.

These vultures thrive because the indie scene is full of dreamers who believe hard work plus a little “boost” will finally pay off.
But real success doesn’t come from shortcuts sold by faceless companies with generic websites and glowing fake testimonials.
It comes from grinding, building genuine fans, and networking without handing over cash to strangers.

And the worst part?
Almost every indie artist I know has encountered at least one of these during their career.
It’s not “if”—it’s “when.”
We’ve all been there, staring at that tempting email or ad, thinking, “Maybe this time it’ll work.”
Spoiler: It won’t. Not with them.

But There’s Real Community Out There – Shoutout to New Artist Spotlight (NAS)

That said, not everything in the indie world is a scam.
There are genuine grassroots efforts where artists actually help each other without demanding a dime upfront.
One that I’ve come across and fully support is New Artist Spotlight (NAS).

It’s a completely free international community of hundreds of indie artists from around the world who collaborate to promote each other’s music – through mutual listens, social shares, feature interviews, podcasts, artist reviews, and even a monthly Top 20 chart voted on by members and played on radio stations.

No guarantees of fame, no paid placements, just real artists supporting real artists because we all know how tough this is.
If you’re looking for a legit way to connect and grow organically, check them out at newartistspotlight.org or their Spotify podcast.
Places like this restore my faith that we can lift each other up without getting fleeced.

How to Spot These Scams Before They Drain You Dry

Enough ranting—let’s arm ourselves. Here’s how to sniff out the bullshit and protect your wallet (and your sanity):

1. Upfront Fees for “Opportunities”: If they want money before delivering anything—especially for reviews, submissions, playlist adds, or “guaranteed” exposure—run. Legit pros work on commission or results. No real manager charges monthly retainers without earning from your success. No real curator demands payment for plays.

2. Guaranteed Results: Promises of “10,000 streams,” “major playlist placement,” or “sync in a big show”? Bullshit. No one can guarantee that ethically or legally. If they claim insider access that sounds too good to be true, it is.

3. Unsolicited Contact: They reach out to YOU out of the blue, flattering your work without specifics? Fake A&Rs, “sync agents,” or “promoters” love this tactic. Real opportunities come from building relationships, not cold DMs.

4. No Proof of Past Success: Check their track record. Do they have verifiable clients who’ve actually blown up thanks to them? Or just vague “success stories” and stock photos? Google their name + “scam” or “review.” If forums are full of complaints, bail.

5. Pressure and Urgency: “This deal expires soon!” or “Spots are filling fast!” Classic manipulation to stop you from thinking twice.

6. Fake Metrics or Bots: Services offering cheap followers, views, or streams? They’ll tank your algorithm and risk bans. Real growth is slow and organic.

7. No Real Website or Team: Generic sites, no about page with real people, or hidden contacts? Red flag. Legit companies are transparent.

The bottom line: Slow down.
Research everything.
Talk to other artists in forums or communities.
If it feels off, it probably is. We’re in this together—don’t let these leeches profit off our passion.

Protect yourself. Create anyway.
Support real communities like NAS.
And fuck the scammers—they don’t deserve a dime of our art.

Stay strong, fellow indies. We’ve got this without them.

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I was scrolling through Instagram when an ad popped up for an AI music generator. Out of curiosity (and maybe a little masochism), I clicked through and typed in a few prompts that basically described my own music: “Indie rock with emotional vocals, introspective lyrics about connection and isolation, atmospheric production.”

Thirty seconds later, it spit out a song.

And it was… good? Not great, but definitely good enough that someone could listen to it, save it, maybe even put it on a playlist.

I sat there staring at my phone, feeling this weird knot in my stomach.

The Question Nobody Wants to Ask

Here’s the thing that keeps me up at night lately: What’s the point?

I don’t mean that in some existential, artsy way. I mean it practically. Why spend months writing and recording and perfecting a song when someone can generate something “good enough” in less time than it takes to microwave popcorn?

Why would anyone care about my music specifically when they can just prompt an AI to make exactly what they want to hear in that exact moment?

This fear hits different than normal artist anxiety. It’s not imposter syndrome—that voice that says “you’re not good enough.” This is more like: “Maybe nobody needs you to be good at all anymore.”

And if I’m being honest, that cuts deeper than anything I’ve felt before as an artist.

The Productivity Trap

I’ll be honest—my first instinct was to try to compete.

I started thinking: Maybe I need to release more music. Maybe I need to use AI tools to speed up my process. Maybe the answer is just to produce, produce, produce until I’ve flooded enough platforms that people remember my name.

I actually tried it for a few weeks. Used some AI tools to help with arrangement ideas, to generate social media captions, to optimize everything.

And you know what happened? I felt more disconnected from my music than I ever have.

I was creating content, sure. But I wasn’t creating art. I wasn’t creating me.

Here’s the thing I’m realizing: Trying to beat AI at its own game is like trying to outrun a car on foot. You’ll just exhaust yourself while the car keeps going.

What AI Can’t Steal

AI can generate perfect pitch. It can create flawless production. It can even mimic emotional inflection.

But it can’t actually feel anything.

It can’t write about heartbreak because it’s never had its heart broken. It can’t write about loneliness because it’s never needed another person. It can’t write about hope because it’s never experienced despair.

Every song I write comes from somewhere. From a relationship that ended. From a conversation I had at 2am that I can’t stop thinking about. From the way light looks when you’re driving home after a long day and you’re too tired to pretend everything’s okay.

AI can simulate all of that. But it can’t live it.

And I think people can tell the difference.

The Paradox of Connection

Here’s what’s wild: As AI-generated content floods every platform, I’m noticing something unexpected.

Real human connection is becoming more valuable, not less.

When everything sounds polished and algorithm-optimized and perfectly engineered, the rough edges start to matter. The imperfections become meaningful. The humanity shines through.

I see this in my own engagement with music. When I discover a new artist now, I immediately start looking for signs that they’re real. I read their bio. I watch their Instagram stories. I look for the unfiltered moments, the messy process, the proof that there’s an actual human behind the music.

And I think that’s what my listeners are starting to do with me, too.

That’s the thing AI fundamentally cannot replicate: the need for connection that makes us human.

What This Means (For Me, Anyway)

I’m still figuring this out. I don’t have all the answers.

But here’s what I’m trying to do differently:

I’m done trying to out-produce the algorithms. I can’t win that race, and honestly, I don’t want to.

Instead, I’m doubling down on what makes me human. I’m sharing more of my process—the songs that don’t work, the ideas that go nowhere, the moments of doubt. I’m trying to build actual relationships with you, the people who listen to my music. Not as streams to optimize or followers to monetize, but as real connections with real people.

This is slower. It’s harder. It won’t show up in my Spotify numbers as quickly as gaming the algorithm might.

But it’s sustainable. And more importantly, it’s honest.

If you’re an artist reading this and feeling the same anxiety, maybe this resonates. If you’re a listener, maybe this helps you understand why authentic connection with artists matters more than ever.

The Long Game

I’m not going to lie and say I’m not worried about AI. Some days I am.

But then I remember why I started making music in the first place. It wasn’t to compete with anyone. It wasn’t to generate content. It was because I had something inside me that needed to come out, and music was the only way I knew how to express it.

That’s still true.

The artists who will thrive—or at least survive with their souls intact—aren’t the ones who can generate content fastest. We’re the ones who remember that music, at its core, is one human being reaching out to another and saying: “You’re not alone.”

No algorithm can replace that.

At least, I really hope not.

Thanks for being here. Thanks for listening. And if you ever want to reach out and actually connect—not just as artist and listener, but as people—my DMs are open.

We’re all figuring this out together.

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That’s what I thought. But there’s a lot involved—especially if you actually want people to hear it.

There are so many things I hadn’t really thought about before. For example:

• Is the recording actually good enough for Spotify and Apple Music? It might sound great on my speakers, but how does it sound through phone speakers or cheap earbuds?
• I need to pick a distributor that can get my music on all the major platforms.
• I need one that properly protects my rights and collects any money that comes in.
• Without any promotion, it’s dead on arrival—so social media, ads, playlists, all of that.
• To even exist online as an artist, I need a logo, colors, fonts, a consistent look.
• I can’t avoid getting proper photos taken. Music needs a face.
• Videos matter now. A lot.
• Wait… do I even have a website yet?
• Have I done enough networking?

Looking at this list sometimes makes my heart sink.

But still—I’m excited. I’m proud of the music. And I want the world to hear it.

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Let’s be brutally honest: the economics of being a musician in 2025 are grim for almost everyone. Unless your name is in the top 0.01% of Spotify’s monthly listeners or you’re sitting on a catalog that still earns healthy mechanicals, the math is soul-crushing.

A billion streams might get you a nice house. A million streams will barely cover rent in a mid-sized city for a year. The middle class of music has evaporated. Sync deals, brand partnerships, and TikTok virality have become the new lottery tickets, and we all know how lotteries work.

So why—why—do thousands of us still wake up, open the laptop, finish the vocal take, argue over the snare sound, and hit “distribute” the moment the master comes back?

Because we have to.

Not for fame. Fame is a side effect that happens to a vanishingly small number of people, and most of them will tell you (off the record) that it’s a fairly unpleasant way to live. And definitely not for fortune. If your primary motivation is money, there are far more reliable ways to get it: learn to code, trade crypto, become a plumber, sell feet pics—literally anything is statistically wiser than betting on music income.

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We release music because the alternative is worse.

There’s a moment that every real artist knows. You finish something—a song, an EP, sometimes just a 30-second idea—and for a brief, flickering second the thing exists exactly the way you heard it in your head. That moment is addictive. It’s better than any drug, any applause, any royalty deposit. It’s the feeling of being completely alive and completely yourself at the same time. The second you let it out into the world, you lose control of it forever. Someone will hate it. Someone will misinterpret the lyrics. Someone will use it as background noise while they fold laundry. And that’s fine. That’s the deal. But you still have to let it go, because keeping it trapped inside you is slow death.

Legacy is part of it, sure. Deep down we all imagine someone, somewhere, a hundred years from now, stumbling across our Bandcamp page or an old hard drive and thinking, “Damn, they were feeling something.” But legacy is a comforting lie we tell ourselves so we don’t have to admit the scarier truth: we do this because creating is how we process being alive. Joy, grief, lust, rage, boredom, wonder—music is the cheapest therapy real, and releasing it is how we finish the session.

I released an album last year that maybe 400 people heard. I didn’t even recoup the costs. By every objective metric it was a failure. Yet I still catch myself grinning like an idiot when a stranger messages me saying track 7 got them through a breakup, or when I overhear it playing faintly from someone’s car at a stoplight. Those moments are worth more than any realistic amount of money I could have made instead.

The industry wants us to believe music is content, that success is measured in streams and followers, that if you’re not trending you’re irrelevant. That narrative is great for platforms and labels—it keeps us desperate and productive—but it’s poison for actual artists. The second you internalize it, you start making fear-based decisions: chasing trends, sanding off edges, writing captions instead of songs.

The musicians who last are the ones who remember why they started: because a sound got stuck in their chest and the only way to get it out was to finish it, release it, and start the next one. Everything else—attention, money, validation—is weather. It comes and goes. The need to create is climate.

So no, this isn’t a post to tell you “follow your dreams and the money will come.” The money probably won’t. This is permission to stop measuring your work against impossible standards and to start measuring it against the only standard that ever mattered: does making it and releasing it still feel like breathing?

If the answer is yes, then keep going. The world doesn’t owe us a living for our art. But we owe ourselves the right to make it anyway.

We release music because we need to. Everything else is noise.

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You bought one nice thing.
Maybe a Fender Telecaster in butterscotch blonde because your old Squier died.
Or a Wacom Cintiq that was “on sale.”
Or just one Tube Screamer you’d been eyeing forever.

Suddenly your other guitars look like toys.
Your iPad feels tiny and slow.
All your cheap pedals sound like angry bees.

Next thing you know, you’ve spent three months’ rent because “the rig has to match the level I’m trying to reach.”
You weren’t planning a studio overhaul. You just wanted one decent thing.

Congratulations — you’ve been Diderot’d.

Where the Name Comes From

In 1769, French philosopher Denis Diderot got a beautiful scarlet dressing gown as a gift. He loved it… until everything else in his study looked shabby next to it. He replaced his desk, chair, tapestries, bookshelves, and ended up in debt. He later wrote:

“I was absolute master of my old robe, but I have become a slave to the new one.”

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Why Independent Artists Fall the Hardest

• We tie our identity to our tools (“If I’m serious, my gear should look serious”)
• Instagram shows everyone with Neve consoles and Leica Q3s
• Gig/commission money feels like “sudden wealth” after lean months
• Everything gets rationalized as “tax-deductible investment”

Classic Artist Examples

• Buy one UA Apollo → suddenly monitors, headphones, and cables are “unacceptable”
• Get Pro Tools Ultimate → now the Mac is “too slow”
• Score a Prophet-5 reissue → every other synth feels embarrassing
• One high-end watercolor brush → entire palette and desk now look student-grade

7 Ways to Break the Cycle

1. Name it: Say out loud, “That’s the Diderot Effect talking.”
2. 30-day match test: Wait 30 days before buying anything that “completes” the new item.
3. Keep a shame board: Photos of past spirals to look at before checkout.
4. Buy the ecosystem last: Master the cheap stuff first.
5. Tour-bus rule: If you wouldn’t drag it on Ryanair, you don’t need it.
6. Celebrate mismatch: Some of the coolest art comes from deliberate contrast.
7. Remember: The audience feels the art, not your gear list.

The Bottom Line

You are the artist.
The tools serve you — not the other way around.

Buy what you need.
Enjoy what you have.
And if a scarlet dressing gown (or vintage Jazzmaster) shows up, admire it… but keep the old robe in the closet.
You might need to remember who’s really master of the house.
By: Raymond Philippe

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