Friday, October 24, 2014

Moments of a mental breakdown, physical frustration and contemplation about the future of this festival

***FYI/DISCLAIMER: These blogs are for a business plan workshop by which are a reflection of discovery, research findings and conversations with industry and non-industry people about my idea to introduce a music festival that promotes the African American experience, culture, lifestyle and tradition on a global platform in the City of Boston (The Commonwealth of Massachusetts.*** Any and all opinions are a reflection of the blogger and her journey.***

It's true, its takes a strong, passionate human being to venture on their own to pursue their dreams. Whether it is death of a loved one that sparks a flame within a daughter who wants to create an organization that provides free hugs to senior citizens in specialized nursing homes; or a homeless man-turned wealthy investor, who starts a program for young teenage homeless bones to gain life skills and basic professional development training... these individuals are motivated, unwilling and selfless in their endeavors, thought process and commitment to make their dreams a reality.

This week, I have realized that I am not in a good space (mind, body and spirit) to truly fulfill my dream of a soul music festival for Boston (MA). Doubt has truly consumed my ore to the point at which I have found tears stumbling down my face. I have reached my limit within my own personal journey and I feel it is time to take a break.

Recently, I met with two wonderful and strong African-American women, who are interested in my idea. As we were going through the agenda, one of the women, named Mrs. Johnson (made up) began to "politely" interrogate my idea with questions about who, what, where, when and how about my budget, Advisory Team, festival location, connections to the City of Boston, my own character and skill set and my long-term vision.

Pause. Deep Breath. FEAR creeps in.

Within the depths of my heart, I began crying. Despite all the work I had done with as much time as I had (yes I work a PT and a FT job, taking care of my mother and going to class at night), I did not have the answers this time. I had not given full capacity thinking to my festival. I felt hopeless, scared and deterred. I began to question, "why should I be the one to do the festival?"

Mrs. Johnson took things a little deeper with this question "Are African-Americans in Boston truly ready to learn, receive and understand their own blackness with this festival?" Her question was valid, but not one I would have given much thought too. Furthermore, she went on to state that "Black people are all about multiculturalism. They are not about understanding their own race. So your biggest challenge is figuring out whether this festival caters to Black people or multiculturals."

I was speechless, hurt and confused all within a few moments, because I just simply wanted to created a music festival that was representative of the culture, heritage and lifestyle of African-Americans in Boston. However, Black Bostonians are different kind of breed, according to Mrs. Johnson. So this left me to question... what is the point then? Why should a festival exist?

I know that my colleagues would say "her opinion is just from one person," but as I reminisced about my own interactions with Black Bostonians, I questioned if Mrs. Johnson's statements were true, half truth or damn near false.

I am at a cross roads with this festival and my life's calling. There is so much to be done and time is not on my side. Maybe it's better that I not create this festival, rather may be it is just better to build up an existing art and music series, where I can just strive to inform and invite more African-Americans to them.

Who knows?

This week was truly an eye opener and I think it's time to close up shop on this festival and try to soul search within myself about where my passions are. I am burnt out, stressed, sleepless and tired.

Wish me the best!

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Do local radio stations matter when it comes to promoting music festivals?

***FYI/DISCLAIMER: These blogs are for a business plan workshop by which are a reflection of discovery, research findings and conversations with industry and non-industry people about my idea to introduce a music festival that promotes the African American experience, culture, lifestyle and tradition on a global platform in the City of Boston (The Commonwealth of Massachusetts.*** Any and all opinions are a reflection of the blogger and her journey.***

Back in the day, when I was an undergrad student at Temple University in Philadelphia, PA, I would glue my ear to the local R&B, Hip Hop, Soul and Jazz radio stations such as WDAS 105.3 FM,  and WUSL 98.9 FM to listen to the newest and reminiscent music that would keep my spirits at the highest altitude of my day. From the melody to the bass line and even the lyrics themselves all kept me grounded in the way I communicated and met people, selected and ate my food, and how I lived my life in general.

Philly radio stations knew best how to capture and cater to the African American market, especially when it came to promoting upcoming concerts, festival, black art exhibits, talent showcases and conferences. Certain personalities were held captive to promote specific events, activities or programs because of their reputation with loyal fans and neighborhoods, such as Patty Jackson for women-centered events, or Tony Brown and the 'Quiet Storm' segment that spoke to couples in love, trying to love or keep their love flame going. For the younger crowd, DJ Cosmiv Kev would play never heard before underground Hip Hop, Top 40 and Contemporary R&B music and local artists, that true urban Philadelphians would appreciate.

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So what has happened to the radio station scene for Black Boston? For urban music being played in general? Is this why music festivals for the African American segment are lackluster?

Recently, I was connected (via Debra B.) to House of Blues Boston (HOBB) concert promoter, John I., who also is a 26-year musician veteran himself.

Upon explaining my music festival idea for the Boston African American market, John interrupted by stating "House of Blues will not partner with you on this type of festival." Unwillingly to become consumed with emotion to his response, I simply asked "why?"

According to him, "radio stations add support" and cater to the specific listener base that you are looking to attract to your event, or in this case, a music festival. "Unfortunately, all of those music radio stations for R&B, Soul, Smooth Jazz, etc, that use to be in Boston, are gone." As a result, it becomes more difficult to locate, define, promote and market a music festival, in particular for African Americans.

Insulted but understanding to his point, I asked "What genres of music does House of Blues Boston cater to and how do you all attract and market to your audiences?" Alternative rock, electronic dance, and country are all genres that HOB feels are money makers for their venue. They primarily use digital banner ads through social media (such as Facebook, Spotify, Pandora, Yahoo!, Soundcloud, and Google) to drive traffic to the HOBB website to purchase tickets to see their favorite bands.

From there infographics are captured about each ticketholder and a database of information (purchasing habits, favorite music genres and artists, age, location, etc) is created to build a "one sheet" about the particular artist and their ability to pack a house and/or generate revenue.

Other methods that House of Blues Boston uses to promote their concerts is through newspapers (for older generations) and radio stations.

Ultimately, radio stations have a faster audience reach than a digital banner ad because massive groups of people are listening at one time or another throughout the day or evening.

However, I challenge the fact that radio stations are the be all. I would agree that black radio stations have disappeared in Boston, but many if not most Black Bostonians get their information from community centers, local coffee shops, their neighbors, newspapers, magazines, riding the bus or train, and even billboards. Why you ask? Black Bostonians know that radio stations are non-existent within their world, they obtain the "what's happening in my neighbor?" through the groups in which they socialize and affiliate themselves.
For me, radio stations and their impact on marketing and promotion is not as important to me for this festival because the focus will be on going into the communities that are represented by African Americans and establish relationships so that they can use "word of mouth" to promote my festival. In my opinion, many concert promoters who do not understand or choose not to understand Black Boston are more reluctant to go into the communities to find out how they best like to be targeted for music that is reflective of their interests.

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Towards the end of our conversation, John provided me with a few tips and words of encouragement to consider as I move forward:
  • Start of small and allow your festival to build organically. Consider an audience size of 2,000-3,000 people and then as the festival builds momentum, so will the number of attendees.
  • Festivals are one time events that require 5 to 10 years worth of good planning. Thus, find investors who willing to take high risks. There are no guarantees that a music festival will oversell, undersell or not sell at all. Plan accordingly.
  • Festival are expensive. This includes building a venue for a day or two, fencing, staging, security, etc. The majority of a festival budget comes from talent costs. As a festival producer, it is likely that you will pay 3 times the cost for the band or artist because your festival has a bigger audience radius, thus artists feel they are owed more than they are valued at. Keep this mind.
 As mentioned before, John I. is also a musician, thus I found it appropriate to ask him, "what types of things do artists request in their rider contracts that can or cannot be negotiated?" For most artists, their standard booking fee, catering and security requirements are what HOBB mainly can offer. They do not provide hotel and ground transportation accommodations, rather these responsibilities fall on the artist's manager and record label to fulfill. For a moment, I reflected on the "what-ifs" of this detail. Meaning, if an artist misses their flight to perform at HOBB, who pays who? Is there a clause in the agreed-upon contract? Obviously there is, but who reaps the benefits? How would HOBB keep the audience engaged in the experience? or even handle refunds? These types of details I had to heavily consider for my own idea.

When it comes to production, lighting and sound, HOBB provides these services in house. However, if an artist or band needs a particular item, HOBB can order it from local vendors who specialize in these areas (such as Guitar Center, Studio 125, Boston Sound and Lighting, Bose, etc).

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My conversation with John I. was truly eye-opening for me  in understanding how concert promoters and established venues like House of Blues Boston operate. For them, radio stations, direct mail, and digital banner ads within social media channels can capture specific audiences and groups of people that like country, alternative and electronic dance music.

However, I will argue that venues such as these are limiting their outreach with music categories, only to exclude certain groups of people from enjoying the same type of concert experience. Regardless, this "inside scope" has allowed me to consider and explore innovative ways to market and promote to my festival goers. It may take a lot more "troops to hit the ground running" but I believe that face to face or guerilla marketing tactics would best suit the local residents of this great city, I call home.



Sunday, October 5, 2014

Festival 101: So where do I begin?

***FYI/DISCLAIMER: These blogs are for a business plan workshop by which are a reflection of discovery, research findings and conversations with industry and non-industry people about my idea to introduce a music festival that promotes the African American experience, culture, lifestyle and tradition on a global platform in the City of Boston (The Commonwealth of Massachusetts.*** Any and all opinions are a reflection of the blogger and her journey.***


The most challenging part of producing a festival as a first time producer, whether small or large, is where to begin. There are so many components (permits, licensures, venue location, site and safety plans, ticketing, marketing/branding/PR, registration/ticketing systems, security and signage, etc), questions to ask, personnel to hire, politics (City Council members, the Mayor and his staff, etc) and funding (city and foundation grants, corporate sponsors, crowd funding, angel investors) involved in transforming an idea (such as a festival) into a reality.

So where do I begin?

Well, it made sense to check out one of my competitors’ festivals to see how they operate. On Saturday, September 27, I attended the Berklee Beantown Jazz Festival. Despite the gorgeous day, the humidity and the beaming sun that caused everyone to sweat and scram for ice cold bottles of water, attendance was abundant. Three stages, each about a ½ mile away from another to form a respective triangle layout, covered a portion of street and sidewalk with vendors squeezed in between. All attendees could access the festival from any side street parallel to the festival, inside of specific entrances. I found this to be great
 
 
because there were no long lines to wait in. However, a lack of crowd control made me wonder how BBJF kept track on the numbers of attendees, since it’s a free event. I attempted to ask a volunteer at the “Festival Info Booth”, but she would not share the information. This is something to keep in mind, as I plan for revenue and crowd control.

One observation about the food vendors was that each catered to a different race of people, including Caribbean, Mediterranean and American cuisine. People lined up elbow to elbow in anticipation for such delectable trays of herbs and fresh spices, deeply baked in the rice, meats, fish and breads. The line-up of artists was somewhat entertaining, particularly the world-renown, Sheila E, a Grammy nominated singer, drummer, and percussionist who has worked and collaborated with the likes of Prince, Lionel Richie, George Duke,  Gloria Estefan, Jennifer Lopez, and BeyoncĂ©. Her performance was interactive and monumental. As I maneuvered back and forth in between each stage, I found myself attracted to the local live bands. Instantly, I found myself truly proud to be a Bostonian, to be a part of a community of music fans that appreciated the all-encompassing experience of musicianship, live performance and storytelling.
 
More than this, I re-united with friends who I had not seen in years including neighbors, teachers and new people who had heard about me through other community members. This “reunion” was heartfelt and reminded me of the importance of staying in touch and connected with diverse groups of people.

Overall, I enjoyed myself and would attend again.
 
One of the people I reconnected with from BBJF was Justin S., who has his hands in the community, arts, music and nightlife of Boston. He has a great skill in relationship/partnership development. Often I consider him to be a connector type of person, because he believes in the power of building a network of people who are selfless in their efforts to promote social good. He just launched his own business called Outside the Box Agency, by which he intends to change and enhance the environment of opportunities and community building for Black Boston.  In 2013, I pitched my concept idea to him to get his opinion and “buy in” of potentially helping me make this festival, a tangible experience.  This month, Justin has confirmed his time and resource investment in my music festival and has provided a list of names of potential investors and committee members who would be vital to the success of this festival.
 
These individuals (both men and women) represent all aspects of the festival from both a creative and funding perspective, including organizations such as the Boston Cultural Council, Future Boston, The Boston Arts Commission, and handful of minority owned event management companies. Through LinkedIn, I was able to research each individual, explore their interests related to community building, art, and music, and reviewed several articles with their name mentioned. So far, I am impressed by their experience (both professional and volunteer), their accomplishments and their future goals in life and for the company they work for or own. At this time, I am in the process of creating an invitation for a special meeting to be held at the end of this month or early November, where these individuals will be asked to come see a presentation on the festival. Following this meeting, I will develop a schedule of meetings to discuss funding needs, potential community partnerships and corporate sponsorships and identify each person’s role. More importantly, these meetings will help me to determine members’ commitment levels, passions, resources, relationship and synergy. If the relationship and vibe between committee members is not authentic, holistic and progressive, the outcome of the festival will be dismal.

Music festivals are more than just dancing to a different beat or drum.

***FYI/DISCLAIMER: These blogs are for a business plan workshop by which are a reflection of discovery, research findings and conversations with industry and non-industry people about my idea to introduce a music festival that promotes the African American experience, culture, lifestyle and tradition on a global platform in the City of Boston (The Commonwealth of Massachusetts.*** Any and all opinions are a reflection of the blogger and her journey.***

More than what I  see

It is true... I love music... and I love music festivals.

However, I am not the typical attendee who goes through the experience of just seeing my favorite artist, eat some food and take a few out-of-character photos for my Facebook or Instagram. Rather, I attend music festivals for a variety of reasons that most festival-goers are not totally aware of.

I consider the total mind, body and soul experience from the time I receive my ticket in the mail to the time I arrive on the ground, check into my hotel and immerse myself in the culture. One experience I can recall was the 2012 Essence Music Festival in New Orleans, Louisiana. (http://www.essence.com/festival/). As a backstory to consider, Essence Magazine is a digital and print magazine that focuses on African American women with topics aimed at beauty, health, wealth building, fashion, and lifestyle.

Each year during the weekend of July 4th, Essence Magazine produces the Essence Music Festival in Louisiana. This festival is considered to be the "nation's largest annual gathering of African American musical talent [...] bringing more than 400,000 people. The festival is a three-day event, which has cultural celebrations and empowerment seminars with nights of musical performances." http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Essence_(magazine)#Essence_Music_Festival

With this in mind, my expectations of the value created by Essence Magazine and the marketing and promotion efforts put forth towards the Essence Music Festival were high with anticipation of being empowered as an African American woman, educated as a festival goer and inspired to make change when I return to my own community.

So what happened?
Well, let's say that my experience was truly holistic in a way that I will never forget! When I booked my 3-day weekend pass through Ticketmaster.com, I received a complimentary 12-month subscription to Essence Magazine. The following week, I received my tickets and strategically sat them on my bureau to remind of this golden journey I was about to embark on. Over the coming months, I received my Essence Magazine which featured front and centerfold page spreads about featured national recording artists, guest speakers, seminar topics and fringe events around the city.



But why was I so anxious? The festival took in place in New Orleans... the place where true civil pride and community engagement exists and thrives even through hard times. I admired the soul of the people of NOLA.  In 2002 (pre-Katrina), I had traveled there for a cultural and historical expedition surrounding the journey of Civil Rights activists. I had sample the fresh seafood, witnessed a festive funeral, planted a few trees in a community garden, and traveled down the Mississippi River. For those few days, I felt like a native of New Orleans... I was truly connected to a city unknown to me prior to my arrival.

To travel back to a place that I had adapted as my second home was truly an honor.

When July 4th, 2012 arrived, I filled my iPod with nothing but New Orleans music (jazz, blues and funk), hopped on my plane and traveled on down to NOLA. When we landed, I felt a little nauseated due to the stale smell of water in the air. Apparently, the ghosts of Hurricane Katrina had still lingered throughout the airport, in a way that reminded that the City of New Orleans is still re-building itself. Once, I stepped out of the airport, I was greeted by a local resident, who will we call "Tre'", that was providing hotel shuttle drop offs through a motor coach bus. When I hopped on, I strategically sat in the front seat, where we both asked questions and exchanged answers with one another. Tre' was a medium build, mid-40s, short black man, who had lived in NOLA all his life, even through natural disasters. He expressed his sincere love for the city because to him "there was no other place like New Orleans." For him, the resilience of the people, the legacy of the music and music legends and the lifestyle was unlike no other. The side, half smile on his face convinced me that I made the right choice to attend this festival.

In between jumping off the bus and arriving into the lobby of my hotel, I could smell the aromas of Cajun spice and Nag Champa incense, all while hearing the faint sounds of trumpets, drums and saxophones lingering in the wind. It was official... I had arrived home.