Cinema, music, and theater, compared to the visual arts and literature, have the disadvantage of being contaminated by operators who consider themselves artists, but are not. This gives rise to a series of consequences that can only frustrate he who gave birth to the creation. It must be distressing for a composer to realize that it is possible to make a career as a virtuoso performing the works of others, and to be confronted with the scenario stripped of the facilities that the first option offers, if he chooses to concentrate on his own compositions. Even more distressing must be witnessing the recognition of music workers as artists. At least, from this anguish will come the certainty that his art can only be done alone, and for free. From now on, he will never confuse true with false motivation.