Terrible Sorcery--I consider myself open minded. I like to argue and debate once in awhile, and can believe in things with a passion, but there are several times where my mind can be changed. I enjoy trying to understand where other people are coming from.
I could probably write 20 pages of shit about this. Please accept this 'cliffs notes' version and understand that while this is unenforced opinion, it's an opinion formed by years of experience in my field. Basically, my involvement in the extreme music underground for the last 15 years. Playing difficult & painful music for no money in a shitty bar for 20 people who don't care that much can really give you perspective on your life pursuits.
As Nietzsche said - "He who has a
why to live, can bear almost any
how."
(emphasis mine)
The underground is kept alive by diehards. Not everybody is a diehard. Most people aren't. I have friends who readily admit they would be in jail, dead or institutionalized if they hadn't started playing music. Those guys are not going to stop. It doesn't really fucking matter how difficult it gets, because all the alternatives are worse. $1300 a year in hosting costs? Guess what: I've paid that every year for a decade to maintain a rehearsal space along with three other guys (about $460 CAD/month). We're NEVER going to make that money back. So what?
I used to work 10 hours at my day job and then go into the studio for 4 every night. Five or six days a week. I saw my girlfriend for an hour a week that whole summer. I never expected a medal. If I didn't want to make that record, I would have stayed home and watched TV. Once I'd made the decision, it didn't really matter what the obstacles were. No drummer? Fuck it, I'll learn myself or figure out how to program them (did that). No vocalist? I can teach myself that too (and did - it took years). So yeah, I have put ENDLESS time into thankless tasks. Most of the time I didn't even especially like my bandmates.
We sold a handful of that record. So what? You won't find me complaining about it. As DP pointed out above, you may as well be angry at the sun for setting.
You can see the parallels, right? How much do you
really want Footprints to come out? Did you understand what you were getting into? Are you ready to do all the work yourself, or begin the task of evangelising about it to drum up volunteers? Are you ready to suffer to release this fucking magazine or would you rather just watch Netflix?
If the thing you're doing is worth it, I mean REALLY worth it - there is no point in complaining. (Steve F. Yates understands this).
If it isn't worth it - just stop. There is someone else out there who wants it more.
Find something that justifies all the hard work and thankless hours you put into it.