In defense of males in the music industry (an open letter to an open letter)

I am writing this, and I don’t know if anybody needs my private wisdoms. Can anybody remember how I sat in a studio with assholes, or what I had to invent in order to curb an idiot who tried to break a contract, or how honestly depressed I felt when I had to fight cockiness that I thought was unnecessary? No, I lived those things alone, and they exist in my head as a lesson… but… this article about sweet helpless women in the music industry being manipulated into submission by dominant male assholes in the music industry got me thinking.

There are a lot of dicks in the music industry. True. Not all males in the music industry are dicks, obviously, but there are many. I suspect most of them are not horrible people but unwise little boys endowed with power (that goes as far as you let them, actually… and then it’s a fair fight and nobody is a victim).

Our society doesn’t know about rites of passage that help children to step into adulthood in a conscious manner. People never truly grow up, women remain little girls and men remain little boys. So these men, legitimate alphas with a natural need to dominate, don’t know how to do it wisely until they become old and ugly, or lose something of value, at which point they are reminded of their humanity and forced to grow up. But before that, many things get done and many fragile souls get either hurt or stronger.

In the end, somehow, it’s all beauty. But what an artistic mess in the process!