The thing is, that doesn't matter.
I've really been enjoying playing some sloppy, off-time blues on my front porch. I've been enjoying making up silly lyrics to blues standards as I play along.
I'm doing the thing for the joy of doing it, with the knowledge that I'll never be famous, that I'll never Make It. I'm doing the thing because a life without creative expression is bland and boring, and because doing the thing is much easier than various gatekeepers made it seem for my whole life.
I'm probably, eventually, going to record an album of little blues tunes with a little backing band. I'll do it because I can, because a lot of my friends are musicians, and because it's worth documenting, archiving, and saving art that has no commercial potential. The record that it existed is worthwhile.