Crafting the perfect concept album, and proving your credibility in the workplace take the same care. Snap judgements are in play, you know. Fans either like it, or they hate it. And personally, in a time when even my mama knows how to burn a CD, everybody should want to be the type you keep on vinyl, and play for your grand-kids.
Longevity, darlings –You make a junk record, no one will buy your next one. If you do good work, know your audience and understand your niche, you can leave a great mark on your employer! Take this into consideration when and where you’re applying. You don’t want to be a low-fi acoustic deal trying to play on the urban charts. And once you’re in, know you’ve been welcomed in as an intern, and you are there for a short time, so be appreciative! And take every moment and make it believable. It’s a huge honor to score an internship in the Biz, and it’s a killer opportunity to learn, so work for it!
What I remember about trick-or-treating is the etiquette, or lack-thereof. I can see it so vividly, my neighbors who would leave a giant bowl of candy outside on the stoop, with that little hand-scrawled sign: “One each!” That bowl was almost always empty. It’s dawned on me that I’m a grown up version of my trick-or-treating self, the kid who only took one piece even when no one was looking. I still can’t imagine what my mother would say if I hadn’t. As this pertains to my career, I’ve realized that those grubby-handed children who used to be my neighbors presumably are all grown up too… And out on the job hunt.
My approach to office inter-personal relationships – well, it’s exactly the same as my approach performing with an audience. A singer-songwriter friend once told me, how he always aims to “just be with people” on stage. What a lovely way to describe an artist’s bond to a live audience. You’re not performing ‘to’ but instead ’with’ them. And it got me thinking, what a way to approach business relationships as an intern. Continue reading
It’s that frightening moment. You trip over a crack in the sidewalk, stumble — and you’re suspended in that breathless place between balance and gravity — but luckily it only lasts a second. You either bust it, or don’t. Well, I’ve discovered that the best way to describe my internship experience has been to equate it to that moment. That scary, quick little moment, when you slip.
Except if that moment lasted an entire semester.
I’ve heard the old saying that suggests pressure is all in the mind, but even when I find myself saying silly little phrases like, there have been “no major slip‐ups,” I wonder why I’m constantly in fear of falling. There are so many banana‐peel moments in the day, from screwing up a coffee order, to disconnecting a call, to using the wrong language in an e‐mail. It’s hard to count all the obstacles in the way of an intern, but it’s also really hard not to notice them. With all these landmines surrounding an intern, how does one ever really get anything done, let alone give it one’s best?
I’m a little bit of a small-town gal, even though I grew up in a city. Atlanta, like Nashville, runs a bit like a small town with a cosmopolitan flair. Honestly, I’d say the same about Boston too. Being at a major, extremely fast-growing company has been overwhelming at times. There are many chains of command, and many paths to getting things accomplished. Sometimes it’s a bit like a maze.
My luck has been such that I can communicate directly with most anyone here, but it is certainly not that way for everyone. And, this is strange to me. I’m going through some growing pains understanding what it means to be at an international music company. Not everyone has a say in everything, and some people are subordinate to others. I am surprised at how surprising that has been to me! I’m gonna attribute it to the fact that I grew up in a place where there are a ton of mom-n-pop style music businesses, and leave it at that. Continue reading