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Apr 27Edited

Well, I’ve come to a complete different route to you. I’m 61 now, Spanish, from Galicia. My dad was a musician and had a full time job at the local bus company. He came from a poor farming family, one of 11. He Moved to the city at the same time as millions of others. Most of his generation were the first ones to own a flat, a telephone and a car. He paid off his mortgage in ten years. My mum stayed home.

I left home for Madrid with the ambition to become a musician and did reasonably well. On the strength of that success and full of ambition and curiosity I moved to London in 1993 with my English girlfriend. And that was that, I encountered a very different scene there and not necessarily a better one. I got a part time job and carried on gigging with the certainty I’d be able to make the transition to a full time career. But whereas I felt that part of the progress I’d been propagandised to have faith in involved a progressive widening of opportunities in the arts what I actually found was constantly deteriorating conditions for musicians.

At age 59 I got tired of struggling for money and got a part time job in the east Anglian city where I moved to. As a city cleaner.

For a long time I berated myself for having been unable to make a career out of music. But during Covid I phoned an old friend of mine who for years I had admired and envied. He is what I’d set out to become. A session musician employed by one of the big names in 1880s Spanish rock and still going. After this conversation I realised I’d fallen on my feet. He was broke. One of the things he complained about is that most of the jazz venues that twenty years ago had helped him pay his bills had disappeared. And I got cured of the sense of inferiority.

How much of my (and his) journey was dictated by the socioeconomic conditions? I suspect a lot. One thing is clear, I haven’t moved a single inch from the position my father had occupied. In fact, in terms of workers rights I’m considerably worse.

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Why do so many of us come from the North East and have the same experience? I lived in Coundon, an old mining village, just outside Bishop Auckland, and went south to study town planning in the lates 60's fully paid for by the state!. I agree with virtually every word you've written and appreciate what you say and have come to the same conclusions. The major stuggle in the world today is against imperialism with the terrfifying backcloth of climate change - but there can be no advance until the stranglehold of US (and western) imperialism has been broken. Then the flood gates will open! China is the future! The provoked war in Russia and the failed war on Iran will be decisive. It is this struggle that keeps me going.

I came from a Labour Movement background but then joined the Communist Party - that's where I got my real education but the CP dissolved itself after the fall of the USSR and we went up a Euro-Communist cul-de-sac. Things are clearer now. I am optimistic - but we are running out of time.

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