| From
time to time, I get contacted by people who
compliment me with my musical works. I'm
always humbled and encouraged by these
compliments.
But some people have a very strange
way of expressing their compliments.
It was a few years ago, actually quite a few
years ago. I visited someone and browsed
through his CD collection. There was one CD
that stood out among the others: the disc
carried my name and the name of the guy I
visited.
And under his name was the word
"productions".
Another time, someone took a Sure Dread
tune and "voiced" over it. Not
that he mentioned Sure Dread, though. He
didn't even ask for permission, and the
vocals were a total disrespect to Sure
Dread. It was not audible, and the words
were actually quite offensive too.
But there it was, the guy promoting
"his" music on the Internet.
It's not just limited to our solo works.
As you might know, I am also a member of a
band called JAH Roots. In fact, I'm a
founding member. The band started in 1987
and continues until this day.
Throughout the decades, we had several
members. In total, I estimate that ten
people on this planet may call themselves
member or ex-member of Jah Roots.
And some people want to be a member.
Or at least, so it seems.
A few years ago, there was this guy who
wanted to sing with us. And so he joined us
during our practices. It didn't take us to
long to realize, that the guy still needed
to do a lot of work on it, before he could
perform live on stage.
And so we told him, that we wanted to
invest time and effort into getting him to
the point wherein he could perform live. I
mean, when you're 3-7 tones off-key, there's
some work to do.
We shared a CD with him, containing our
music. Demo's, just basic instrumentals we
recorded on my four-track which
unfortunately passed away last year. We told
him specifically, that the CD was just for
him to practice at home.
That didn't land too well with the guy.
Apparently, he was contaminated by the
"I-want-it-all-and-I-want-it-now"
attitude that we see so much over here in
Babylon. He wasn't willing to work on his
voice, he just wanted to use us to get
himself a name.
A couple of years later, someone handed a
video to us. He had taped it during a
festival somewhere. Our bass player went to
see me and told me: "I got something to
show you, and you won't like it".
We turned on the tube and watched. There
was the "singer", doing his thing
on stage! It sounded off-key as ever, I was
told that the only people dancing were two
girls who were so drunk that they would even
dance when there wouldn't be any music at
all.
We watched, and listened. We listened to
our own music!
The guy had taken our music, the disc we
gave him to practice on, and used it for his
own lousy performance! And it sounded even
worse than in the two or three practices we
had together!
Sure, we learned from these experiences.
In a way, they're the best compliment you
can get. When people steal your music,
because they are unable to produce their
own, this is a compliment. People do not
steal things they do not want. They only
steal things when they really want it and
can't get it.
And in fact, it was actually quite funny
to see how people boast about themselves,
pretending to be you, while in the same time
they consider you lower than low.
But the most important lesson we learned
was, that Dracula is real. When you have
blood, which is the liquid of life, Dracula
will want to have some. And when you don't
watch out, you will be sucked completely
empty.
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