I had just stepped back from posting for this blog and almost left it as it was along with other social medias I had over on the Internet that I received an Email the other day from PropertyShark notifying me about a recent change on the status of the property which was namely once owned by Amy Lynn Lee then by Joshua W Hartzler and now a guy I don't know called Fitzgerald William.
Back in the 2019 I almost wound up making new posts since my identification (via passport) but later I decided to make one and walk away forever until this status change happened which was sort of heart soothing to see how my previous advices turned out as long as Amy's decisions goes....
I want to thank me for appropriately influencing Amy Lee by setting a new mindset for her, property ownership wise, which has had an apparently good outcome so far and she's gonna enjoy some more only if she'll give up thinking that this blog is some kind of trap or scheme to take advantage of her or something. This blog was only meant to rectify some of the critical mistakes of fairly fickle minds who had no idea what they were doing back then and have sadly just wised up to the situation....
In order to shine some light on her issues, let's go back in time and see what did it take for Amy Lee ideologically to hand over her hard earned wealth to the conspirator (Josh).
I want to journey back from fancy NYC to the Heartland USA where Amy was spending her ambitious formative years. To semi rural places where every girl would fantasize about making it to either NYC or LA to seek for an "urban man" who would've possibly outclassed their social status compared to fellow girls who were still stuck in backwards places...
As for Amy Lee, letting this breakthrough happen strongly depended on a major bid for attention led by a huge exposure of feelings through music in a way that everybody becomes so concerned about her deepest darkest inner layers of nonsense sentimentality.
At the time when when she was going through a chronic state of depression and disillusionment, reckoning that she had a long way to make it to the spotlight and on TV to become a renowned musical icon for people from "metropolitan cities" she'd grown obsessed by earlier back in Arkansas....
As you do know the rest, The Fallen album came off so good that took an unknown girl along with her magic piano to literally every house worldwide of which had people following music trends. This viral album and the massiveness that followed formed a vibe of self-assurance driven by a fast fortune coming in for Amy Lee that would make it so hard on her (who was in a whole different area a year ago) to fully take it in.
Taken a sudden change that could've happened to a random person by going from one extreme (edge) to the other and the follow up impacts, she started to make one mistake to another.
First off the one sided contract deals with Wind Up records, next with Ben Moody's dismissal and the rest with firing band members, canceling shows due to uncertain reasons, spending an obscene amount of money on new music videos and productions, giving up her own property to Josh over the fear of closure by the law amidst the battle with musical contracts she'd signed up for and so forth...
Meanwhile, on this trial and error episode of her life both in NYC and LA, she turns up not to let her guard down instantly and not to roll over to people she gets to see in these cities in which every other person is supposed to take advantage of anybody else financially. This was pretty much in such a contradiction of what was going on back to her comfort zone in laid back Arkansas.
In Arkansas she was used to confide in people and at worst lose moderately in terms of emotional challenges reflecting in her lyrics, while with NYC (and LA) she was looking at losing millions of dollars from labels, producers, managers, music brokers, touts,...
Was NYC still a favorable city she used to look up to years back or not? She gotta ask herself.
"If it seems too good to be true, it probably is"
The irony is that newcomers to such places take on the same roles. They take a major shift from being honest and trustworthy naives to such vicious and conniving crooks that only prime movies with elaborate storylines into the matter can justifiably present.
Money has always been a top priority in places like these. If it's made by labels to pushing artists around with one sided contract deals it's okay. If a "bald guy" calls a fake marriage to own a estate from his wife it's okay as well. If a Grunge frontman fakes a relationship to promote himself and eventually leave his girlfriend alcoholic forever it's still okay. If royalties are not paid on time and it has to be taken to the court it's okay too...
In a broader sense the same routine applies for legislators and creators of the same system that contribute to the development of their society by utilizing any given tricks they make up to let this development keep moving, whether by "stealing" scientists from all over the world who help advance a technology in which they challenge their home countries with, or just raising taxes and living expenses for their own people who would've had the same quality of life elsewhere in the world with a fraction of what they spend there already...
Back to our topic, I always suggest to everyone in touch with me not to fall for serious real life traps that cost money. It'll be real it'll be consequential it'll be nerve racking it'll be obsessive and it'll hurt...
All it takes to minimize the damage is to simply expose ourselves to the knowledge, grab a book (even lyrics book), read history, think outside the box, change our one-track minds and more importantly harness our unchained feelings in ups and downs.
This is the case with most of the artists I have personally/virtually come across throughout my life who were just not able to balance it out when it came to make decisions while they were high on the prime phase of their career.
"Having a strong emotion is a big gift but having a stronger control on the emotion is sort of required, if you will."
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