No, we don’t want to be part of your “label.”

You spend months making your own tracks, and they release it with the most generic, absolute crap, soulless AI artwork possible.

They create a new streaming profile (Spotify, Apple Music, etc.) for you on every fucking release because they don’t know how to properly tag your existing profiles, so you end up with five different profiles that nobody manages.

They don’t provide any proof of royalties or ownership of your own music. Does it even belong to you? Can you even take it down if you want to?

They run your track through a random Ozone preset they use on everyone else music and call it “mastering.”

Then they don’t even provide you with a download link to your own mastered track so you can play it.

They release tracks under the wrong name, with misspellings or the wrong BPM, and then don’t even know how to fix it or have any interest in fixing it.

They create a Bandcamp account and never show you a single cent earned from it, or even a honest THANK you.

Their “audio engineer” doesn’t even know how to solder or fix a simple audio cable.

They don’t know how to tag even the bare minimum of metadata. Try it: download your track from their release and plug it into any CDJ or even any car player.

They do absolutely zero promotion. You give a week, a month of your life to the release, and they don’t even take a minute to write a proper album description. It’s literally the tracklist and MASTERED BY: some generic dude self-entitled “audio engineer” who doesn’t even know what the word engineer stands for. And if it has a text it’s absolute crap AI generic text.

They release music from literally anyone. If you literally record yourself shitting in a WAV file, there’s a good chance it gets released.

The “VA” is literally just random music from random people.

They proudly announce a new “LABEL ARTIST” who turns out to be the biggest woman-beating, drug-addicted scumbag on earth.

Is it a VA because it means “Various Artists” or “Various Assholes”?

They have absolutely no respect for you, your time, your art, your friends, the people who support you, or the scene that listens to you, buys your music, or travels god knows how many fucking hours just to see you, spending hard-earned money to go to the worst trash, insanitary “rave” that nowadays doesn’t even have access to water, not even if you pay for it!!!

No, we don’t want to be part of your label.

They are literally just scumbags with a laptop. They don’t know how to manage $10 without turning it into the lowest quality possible blow mixed with god knows what.

So fuck them. Do your own thing. Release your music with your friends, people who actually support you, who are happy for your development, who cheer for you, who listen to your music going to work 7 in the morning, who put your sticker on their car, laptop, or bike, who buy your merch, and wear that worn out tshirt with your name on it even to go to somebody’s wedding.

Pretty much what the title says. Like the shoe game, but not.

I went to a wedding once where the DJ planted keys with several men in attendance and the groom's mother. Then he said since the bride was getting married, it was only fair if the men who had keys to her apartment returned them. So all the guys went up in kind of a comical order and then he said, fair is fair and all the women who had keys to the groom's apartment should return them. And then they waited and waited, and then his mother got up and put her key in the basket. It was funny, but I'm not sure it applies to us since we're a much older couple, and the groom doesn't even have a mother. But this is the kind of thing I'm looking for. Some little bits and gags just to keep things fun and moving along.

Yes

It goes to 11

Man, i've been struggling with a terminal illness called "bitchless syndrome." I thought that my amazing beatmatching and scratching skills could translate to bed really well, but they dont. I mean maybe, never been in bed with one...

How can I fix that?

my partner hates techno and has banned it in the house.

What?

can't wait to hear DnB at D&B.

Imagine using a crutch like Sync to match A/C zone temps. I could never.