LETTER TO ALL GOSPEL ARTISTES


Dear Gospel artiste,
There really is no such thing as the Gospel music industry.
Just as there is no Rap music industry, R n B music industry, reggae music industry or Hip hop music industry.
We only have "The Entertainment industry" which encapsulates everything.
Each genre of music appeals to different kinds of audiences.Stop complaining that you are broke because you do gospel music. ❌
You're broke because you are empty.
What are you doing about your branding?
What is special about you that your audience will be willing to pay for? How does your mind work?
Now,
If you think you're broke because you do Gospel music(which is actually a foolish way to think), I think you need some reorientation.
You're not going to heaven because you are a gospel act.
You're not going to hell if you don't do gospel.
You may very well still go to hell even if you sing gospel from now till forever.
Just work on your brand, work on yourself, work on your own sound signature...
Be flexible with your music and let it relate with a wide range of audiences.
If you create value, you'll definitely get paid.
The fact that you mention JESUS in your song doesn't stop a whack song from remaining a whack song. 
I know that you're filled with the Holyspirit but please also allow his excellence to show in your life and your music.
Let there be light!

 inspired by NDUBUEZE ENDIE UMUNNA 
https://web.facebook.com/ndubueze.e.nwosu?hc_ref=SEARCH&fref=nf

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  1. Unknown10 March 2017 at 11:37

    Please tell them...this is so true... #excellenceatwork

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