For 10 years, I was my own label, my own promoter, my own PR. We borrowed money to print our CDs.
In the old days they, the promoters, wanted more and more from me. They wanted me to jump or spill my blood and break my bones. Every time they wanted me to jump further, and further, and further. Hell, they thought my bike had wings
I am a promoter of ideas. I have to sell ideas that will be realized by others.