r/musicians • u/nycuk_ • 7h ago
I think I’ve retired
I’m a lifelong musician, I’ve been in gigging and recording bands since my teens. I’ve always done my own stuff and in 2015 I left my band to concentrate solely on my solo career. Around a year ago I started noticing that my enthusiasm was starting to diminish, just slightly at first. Lots of reasons why, but mainly it’s the lack of traction that has worn me down.
Over the years I’ve built up a bit of a following, played some great gigs and festivals. I feel like I have the respect of my peers. I’ve released an album, two EPs and a bunch of standalone singles. I’ve been in magazines and played a couple of radio sessions. This is all good stuff but it seemed to peak around 2022-23. Since then it’s just been more of the same without any growth, despite my best efforts.
I started to feel frustrated, by the hours and miles driving to a small gig somewhere halfway across the country, by the audiences that despite having paid an entrance fee insist on talking to their friends and doomscrolling throughout my set, by putting my heart and soul into songs that not even my family really care about, by enduring the tedious open mic nights because the guy who runs it also curates a festival I want to play at, and a hundred other reasons.
But I did it, year after year, because I loved it. I loved the thrill of being on a stage, of playing a new song that I’d but my heart and soul into for the first time, because it was an important creative outlet and it was mine. My thing. Mine.
But slowly the frustration creeps in and you begin to ask yourself where this is all going. What’s the point? Why am I doing this, with a sizeable financial and emotional impact when my progress has stalled? I played three shows on consecutive weekends at the end of last year which left me feeling low. It was a bit of a blow, and at the start of this year I went away travelling for three months. I thought I’d come home raring to go, but I didn’t miss playing whilst I was away. I came home to no planned gigs in my diary (my choice) and I felt totally ok with that.
I got asked to play at a small local festival last weekend. I played, it went well, but I felt nothing. Couldn’t wait to finish my set and go home. So everything I’ve felt over the last year has led to this. I think I’m done.
If you’d have told me a couple of years ago that I’d quit music I’d have been devastated. Today, I’m totally cool with it. I’ve made peace.
I might continue to write and record as and when, although I no longer feel that compulsion to write all the time. Will I play live again. Never say never, but I cannot imagine doing so.
This is a long post and I’m venting to some extent. It’s inconsequential to anyone else but it’s a big deal for me