For
survival’s sake we as human beings have to be flexible. I have found the older you get the more
flexible you must become. Actually
in my life compromising my life long musical ambitions became the norm. In music always one had to be
competitive to stay ahead. I
learned this early or rather just worked hard because it was the thing to
do. You could either drink beer
and smoke pot, or excel in some particular field. Because I have been a musician since childhood it seemed normal
to try to excel in music. Luckily
my background and training paid off and my diligent dedicated labor kept me
ahead in the musical game. I was
able to begin playing “gigs” and making money from playing music. I never made a conscious decision to be
cocky. You just had to be to be
competitive. When I moved to the
Midwest from the American South, I received a rather rude awakening. The acclimation that took place over
several years was one that was socialist.
The musicians in Columbus were not concerned with being told how good
you were. They were honest and
genuine enough to want you to be a part of their fraternity, because there was
a common thread. You all loved
music. That love was what allowed
you to become a part of their community and thus “gig.” I learned a gigantic lesson in
sincerity. Over the years it
became boring to me to concern myself with self-promotion. I had had so much of myself over the
years, I was not interested in hearing myself tell anyone how well I played and
that someone should give me a gig.
I begin to pursue music because it was the right thing to do. What could that mean? The right thing to do is part of the
Protestant Work Ethic. We work
hard as men, because it was why we were put here on this earth. Our job is to succeed. It is right to continue to learn, be
creative, and be productive. That
is why I do music. I have
forgotten in America the field of commercial music is a dog eat dog scenario. I had been involved in academia for
almost nine years. I wasn’t having
to compete in the “real world” for recognition as a musician. I had paid my dues. Now that I no longer immediately am involved
with academia, the rules of engagement seem to have changed. The game has changed. Above all the music has changed. The kind of music I was taught and to
which I listened was personal. It allowed
for personal expression. If the
music performance didn’t have your soul in it, you would fold. It would become very cold. You no longer would be playing music in
public. Now the game is to be
flexible. The game is to
compromise. The game is to not
play like we played by my learning.
If you do you become an outcast for not lowering yourself to the lowest
common denominator. Recently I
have been trying to become re-motivated about music. Because I have been a professional musician for over twenty
years, I play well. Because I have
studied music at the doctoral level I know a lot about music. I can’t help it. When I play I feel like I am stepping
on people’s toes. Is this because
of the weak economy? Is it because
people are too uneducated to get what I do? Is it that people have become so self-centered that they no
longer are able to stop what they are doing and listen to someone else’s
opinion? Karioke was the beginning
of the end for professional music.
Whoever decided that people should try to perform musically, no matter
how un-trained they were, should be shot.
There was a time when music attempted to be artistic. It attempted to transcend. With these efforts came communication
and communing with the public. Now
music sucks up to the public and sacrifices its artistry in a lame excuse of
entertainment. It has been
emasculated. This trend must be a
component of P.C., a premise that has become a joke, but stealthy still is
dictating our lives. Slowly in America
the freedoms and ideals human beings have forged and prolonged are being
replaced with communist ideals. We
are being manipulated over time to become mindless, soulless, money-spending
androids. The reason why the
economy in America is in the dumps is because we have no product. Moving money around, while it worked
for a while for many who became rich, no longer is a viable source of
income. The money all has been
received, and those who have received it certainly are not putting it back into
the American economy. It is
laundered in some Grand Cayman bank and sent elsewhere. America has been abandoned, and I for
one wish those rich people with the money would shut the fuck up. There is no way the economy in America
can be re-fueled by the poor. It
takes money to make money, and those small business loans and credit lines have been
absorbed by those crafty rich.
Until people are employed, a product is produced sold and bought, and
that money circulates, there will be no revitalization of America’s
economy. The Grassroots roots
program that started America will have to return. Maybe the disappearance of those crafty rich is what is
necessary. History shows what is to
come.