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So… some of you know me as an artist, and some of you know me as a songwriter. A few of you may also know me as a hotrod, hunk or studmuffin but that’s for another blog (*brushes shoulder off) lol!! I joke… I joke… But seriously, I was in the studio the other day doing some writing for another artist and there was an additional writer there. This writer had a young lady with him who pretty much sat there for 9 hours looking cute. Now, I don’t like to talk about people’s children so I won’t call her names but for the sake of this blog let’s just say call her a “writing spectator” shall we? Any hoo… She flipped through magazines, texted, made a phone call here and there, flirted with the men in the room, etc… BUT… one thing I did notice, to my surprise, she would pull that writer to the side and give him suggestions on the songs. I don’t know how many of you know how Publishing/Royalties works but… Publishing is, pretty much, the money that is made off of the sale of music and/or whenever the music is featured on radio, video, commercials, movies, etc… Anyone who owns a piece of the song (or had substantial input) gets paid if/when a song generates these Royalties. Stay with me, y’all…

I say all of that to say, what if this grou… oops, I mean “writing spectator” was smart enough to wiggle her tight clothes and over sized implants into studio sessions, and give enough (substantial) input on enough songs that generated Publishing/Royalties, she could make a career doing that and maybe not even have to exchange bodily fluids with anyone (Not saying she has). A good friend of mine, who got shot and killed in Philly about 8 years ago, kinda sorta got into the game that way. He had a few relationships that would allow him to hang out in studio sessions while certain big name artists were writing/recording. He had enough charisma and personality that he was able to give input here and there and not seem intrusive. It got to a point where these artists would request his presence and he made a pretty decent living from writing hooks and some of the lyrics for some of our favorite Hip Hop/R&B artists.

Now, ladies… I’m not suggesting that you go and get your lip-gloss poppin’ and squeeze yourselves into some undersized outfit and hit up the next studio session that you can find. But I am saying, that there is plenty of evidence in our society that promotes, endorses, and co-signs being a groupie, doing the happy horizontal just for a check, and/or even marrying just for the come up and it doesn’t have to be that way. I’m not dumb enough to overlook the fact that this is a male dominated industry (as are most industries) and you will be tested, and sexually propositioned (directly or indirectly) but I just figured I’d through an atypical perspective at you, whether you’re a grou… oops, I mean a “writing spectator” or not.

Something tells me that the sales of leggings, perfume, lip gloss, pens and writing pads are mysteriously gonna go through the roof this week, lol! Oh, and do me a favor and take a listen to “FLY GUY” over there to the left. Feedback is welcomed…

-Kel Spencer