By Mike Glendinning
When I wanted my music heard, I had to record it on tapes and hand them out. The band would go into a recording studio, spend about $300 for about four songs, and then I would go to my mom’s house, dub a bunch of tapes, and hustle them out on the streets, at shows, anywhere I could.
After a year of this online behavior, I started gaining traction. People started to know who I was. I'd talk to someone, and they would say,
“Glendinning, I’ve heard that name before.”
Then one day Facebook came out.
We went from a friendly guy named Tom who sent everyone on the platform good morning messages on Myspace to a rumored eccentric narcissistic prick named Mark Zuckerberg running Facebook.
When FB took off, Myspace became obsolete.
Along with the new platform came the new norm. Now you would get a warning if you sent a cut and paste to too many DMs. You could only send so many friend requests a day. I remember a guy calling Myspace a marketer’s wet dream. Now shit was micro-managed.
Shit, I haven’t even gotten to the algorithms…
When Facebook popped up, YouTube was starting up. It wasn’t the monster it is now. With the right kind of thinking and a lot of elbow grease, you could actually do pretty good. You could get new people to your channel by leaving videos connected to theirs.
The first big viral monster I ever saw was a song called Chocolate Rain. I forgot the dude’s name. It was a guy singing a song he wrote. Nothing flashy at all, but what was so interesting was that not only was it the first viral thing I noticed — people were already doing parodies of it.
Within a day, people were adding fart noises to the song on their page.
Even Darth Vader took a few minutes of his time in Cloud City to do his version of the song.
Although I still worked with what we had, there was one huge setback that took a good two years to see: links to the landing page to sell music.
A company called CD Baby was selling my physical CDs online. The problem was that I couldn’t leave a clickable link. You had to type the address in an email or a post.
Fun marketing fact:
You will lose sales if you make it too hard to get to an online store.
Or if you have a podcast and people have to “click this,” “join that,” or do the goddamn hokey pokey just to get in — you will lose followers.
That’s just 20-something years of marketing experience.
What the f#ck would I know?
Finally, we got links.
And thanks to DAWs (Digital Audio Workstations) and the low cost of computers, the fact that anyone can get their filthy little paws on digital distribution — everything is saturated.
The same people who were glad that the record labels and their all-mighty A&R guys didn’t have the world by the balls anymore were now starting to second-guess their logic.
But wait, there’s more!
TikTok magically shortened an entire generation’s attention span to one second.
A few weeks ago, my friends and I told my kid that we listened to something called a concept album. He was given an assignment to listen to Dark Side Of The Moon all the way through with headphones on.
He’d rather clean the cat box.
I know I missed a bunch of shit.
But this is my experience of digital music in a nutshell.
This is my story, and I’m sticking to it.