I'ma get mine. You believe it!
It finally happened. I've been waiting for this for about 3 and a half years. Ever since a certain musician with an all-too-familiar name starting making waves (of mercy; of gra-a-ace- sorry, just came back from Happening) in the industry, I've been the sickening butte of a bitter cosmic joke (footnote to come on my theory of John Mayer's rise to success being God's sovereign way of keeping my fading humility in check). And today, a nexus was created; the intersection of musical fandom and publicity.
Tufts University; a meager academy hosting the education of about 8,500 students, 20 or so of which take part in the Protestant Student Fellowship which meets for Anglican Eucharist each Sunday. I've been serving as a musical aide to them since they lost their regular musician and have needed some good music in the service.
This evening; a special end-of-the-semester lessons and carols service. We begin the service and about five very tentative young girls come in the back. One of the student leaders goes to greet them and they ask her (in a slightly confused manner) what the event is tonight. Stop me when you know where this is going. It was explained to them that the PSF is having a special holiday service with music and they're welcome to come and join in. When it's crystal that they're not really sure they want to stay, the most outgoing of the five says "I just have to ask you a question and it may sound really odd. Is John Mayer going to be here?" ("bah-dum-ching" will be delayed until Pete returns from the Vineyard on Friday).
Now I think that's absolutely hilarious. 3 years ago (hell, 6 months ago) that would have made me awful bitter. But now I'm laughing. You know why? Screw it, that's why! If I can get any kind of free publicity and attendance (versus more recent methods of paying my audience) offa this clown, good for me.
I think this is a new benchmark of personal growth for me; starting to get over my John Mayer bitterness. I'm also getting better with the cold. Soon I'll be able to start tackling whatever it is that gives me that angry "I'ma kill you" face that my students talk about. I feel like a new man. John Mayer, send all the 19 year old girls in the world my way. I'll take 'em.
Hasta
Tufts University; a meager academy hosting the education of about 8,500 students, 20 or so of which take part in the Protestant Student Fellowship which meets for Anglican Eucharist each Sunday. I've been serving as a musical aide to them since they lost their regular musician and have needed some good music in the service.
This evening; a special end-of-the-semester lessons and carols service. We begin the service and about five very tentative young girls come in the back. One of the student leaders goes to greet them and they ask her (in a slightly confused manner) what the event is tonight. Stop me when you know where this is going. It was explained to them that the PSF is having a special holiday service with music and they're welcome to come and join in. When it's crystal that they're not really sure they want to stay, the most outgoing of the five says "I just have to ask you a question and it may sound really odd. Is John Mayer going to be here?" ("bah-dum-ching" will be delayed until Pete returns from the Vineyard on Friday).
Now I think that's absolutely hilarious. 3 years ago (hell, 6 months ago) that would have made me awful bitter. But now I'm laughing. You know why? Screw it, that's why! If I can get any kind of free publicity and attendance (versus more recent methods of paying my audience) offa this clown, good for me.
I think this is a new benchmark of personal growth for me; starting to get over my John Mayer bitterness. I'm also getting better with the cold. Soon I'll be able to start tackling whatever it is that gives me that angry "I'ma kill you" face that my students talk about. I feel like a new man. John Mayer, send all the 19 year old girls in the world my way. I'll take 'em.
Hasta