Let’s have a little fun. I really don’t know if have a “sound”. In the musician world we talk about finding “your sound”, some elusive part of your soul that has to be opened up through a variety of spiritual musical experiences and suddenly you’ve found your place among the spinning planets in perfect harmony with all of creation. Is there a Brent Ryan Sound? I don’t know…you tell me.
Perhaps I do write this post to poke at my fellow Texans a little bit. But I do it out of love. Why? Because I want Texas to continue to generate and value unique off-the-grid music. Alongside the exploding Texas music scene comes money. And when money gets big, a gold-rush of money chasers follow suit. When that happens, the sincerity of organic songwriters with a unique voice can get left behind, lost in the crowd of screaming college kids that worship a supposed unique “Texas Country” performer who is really only regenerating a 1990’s sound, and brag about how rebellious it all is simply because it isn’t Nashville.
I’m in the process of building a new resource for musicians who are ambitious, creative, and passionate, but who recognize that their best musical contributions are contingent on developing a healthy, balanced, responsible approach to their music career. In other words, musicians make good music when they stay alive, and when they stay musicians. So, I want to work together with other musicians to keep more of us alive and making music.
I find songwriting to be a fascinating art. Think of the elements involved. There is prose. There is poetry. There is arrangement and composition. There is musical theory. There is catchiness. A songwriter can put together the most beautiful poetry imagineable, and shipwreck the song within a flaming catastrophic tragedy of bad music. Or the vice versa, as is often the case in pop music, the lyrical content of a six-year-old is inserted into a catchy musical arrangement, and the song goes to Billboard Top 100. Take this little snipet from the song that is currently #2 on Billboard: