What Playing to Five People Taught Me About Art

You don’t know what you're doing it for until you walk into a venue and realize no one else is coming.

The soundcheck's done. The room smells like warm beer and bleach. There are two people at the bar, maybe friends of the opener, maybe not. You’ve got your setlist in your pocket like it matters. You tell yourself it does.

And then you play.

At First, It Feels Like Failure

Let’s be real — it stings. You promote. You post. You message people. You make the flyers. You believe in the thing. And still, you show up to a half-lit room and five pairs of eyes that look more curious than excited.

It's easy to spiral. What am I doing wrong? Why do I even try? Is this the part where I quit? But then you start to play. And something changes.

You Start Playing Different

When there’s no pressure, there’s no pretending. You don’t perform — you communicate. You’re not trying to win the room, you’re just trying to connect with the humans in it.

You stop thinking about who isn’t there and start focusing on who is.

And what happens next feels like a secret. One you wouldn’t learn any other way.

Five People Is Still a Crowd

You realize something wild: those five people chose this.

They could be anywhere. They could be home, in bed, on their phones, watching a movie, scrolling past a hundred other artists. But they’re here. With you. In real time. In a room where your voice hits the wall and comes back alive.

And that’s sacred.

That’s what every algorithm can’t replicate. That’s what every stream can’t promise. That’s what art actually is — the attempt to say something and hope someone receives it. Even if it’s just one person. Even if it’s just you.

You Get Better Because No One's Watching

You try new things when it feels low-stakes. You mess up and laugh about it. You tell stories you wouldn’t tell if there were 200 people. You play the weird song. The slow one. The loud one. The one that’s not even done yet.

You figure out who you are on stage — and off — because there’s space to fail.

That kind of freedom? You don’t get it at festivals. You don’t get it opening for a bigger artist. You don’t get it when you’re worried about ticket counts.

You only get it when it’s quiet enough to hear yourself think.

The Truth Is: Every Show Matters

If you’re doing it for the right reasons — then it doesn’t matter how many came. It matters how you showed up. It matters how you sounded when no one was clapping. It matters what you did when you could’ve walked away, and didn’t.

Five people is still a show. It’s still energy. It’s still presence. And it still counts.

So next time the room is mostly empty —Play like it’s packed.

Because maybe, in a way that actually counts, it already is.