A career is a chain of small decisions.
You manage a single fictional artist from the first open-mic night to the top of the charts. Every week the world deals you a card — a shady promoter, a burned-out bandmate, a radio plugger with his hand out — and every choice bends the arc of a career you can't rewind.
Between the drama, you build the catalogue. Pick a genre, a theme, and an era, roll for quality, and hope the combination catches. Some songs sink. One of them, if you read the moment right, becomes the record that changes everything.
When you're away, the royalties keep trickling in — computed honestly from the time that actually passed, never a background timer. Come back to new listeners, new money, and the next card waiting to be turned.