The creative industry, the working class and the nots.
Since entering the creative industries at 16, I have first hand understood the privileges that you as an individual are almost entirely required to have before you can even get your foot in the door. If you can’t afford to intern for a month, then well, you can’t write. If you aren’t lucky enough for your dad to be the friends with the Marketing Director of XYZ big media company, then you’ll have to do your 1-weeks work experience at a local business that’s completely unrelated to your future career. Like the rest of us. If there isn’t a man or a woman in your office who sees something in you that they recognise in themselves (could be your complexion, could be your mannerisms, could be that you went to the same University), then you will just have to force yourself into conversations and forcefully arrange meetings because these little nuances are the things that make all the difference when building in this industry.
This whole Hatty Collins scandal has served as an enlightening opportunity for us all to recognise the privileges that are required to enter the creative industries. These privileges, have, of recent, been put under scrutiny because it’s actually in many ways, illegal to make someone work for a pittance. It’s also immoral. It also makes the creative industries the type of place where 90% of the folks in your office are middle-class and went to the best public or private schools. It’s what makes the creative industries a very uncomfortable place for people who don’t go on weekend trips to Devon with their family because their mother works two jobs to hold down the entire fort.
When you enter places of privilege, it’s difficult to pinpoint these nuances.
After a while, you may choose to completely ignore it all and instead you may assimilate just to maintain but it is exhausting but it is the way of the industry.
I’m confused as to why everyone is so shook that a rich girl wearing vintage garmz to seem cultured is actually in fact, just a rich girl. The creative industry is full of them. The people who think of one Grime MC as the captain of the entire industry, an industry which has 20 years of history that doesn’t just not exist because your publication disregarded it until it became fashionable to be black and have a voice. The people who will deem a mixed race woman a more acceptable addition to their talent roster because her fairer skin fits better into the norm of what they can tolerate in their sphere.
Oh darling. You didn’t know?
When we say underground, we mean indie grafters. You can smell it in their entire aura even years after they make it. You can tell who had to work for their shit and who was fortunate enough to have a helping hand to lift them up. And no darling, I’m not hating, I’m just stating the obvious, this is the nature of the sphere that we live in.
The only way to dismantle the system is to infiltrate and hold the door open for the ones behind you.