hmmmm
So my boss and I had a funny conversation yesterday:
Boss: So just how do you go about finding a drummer?
Me: You know - the way you would advertise a job. We put adds in the city paper, flyers at clubs and schools, tell all of our band friends that we need someone… that sort of thing.
Boss: And then how do you select one?
Me: We invite them over to play, and see if we really fit well together, see if we like them.
Boss: So basically, what it’s a selective process… What do you offer them in return?
Me: (insert blank stare here) Huh? Nothing, really.
Boss: So basically what you’re telling me is that you say: come try out for the band, we may or may not select you, but even if we select you we’re not offering you anything?
Me: Um, yeah, I guess.
Boss: (starts to smile) Wow. You know, that’s what I’ve always found so amazing about artists… they need no compensation other than the act of creating art. It’s fascinating.
So yeah, he does have shades of Capitalist Pig-Dog mentality, but he’s really fucking cool, so I forgive him. And he's not all corporate capitalist: He lived on a leftist commune in Austin for a couple years after first moving here from India, and he’s an Iron Maiden fan. Rock.
I had a heart to heart with Marcia last night to discuss where she thinks the band is going… It’s always been a part of my nature to take things as far as they can go, but in order to do that with the band, there are other things I have to put on hold, like Grad School and my career. And unlike anything else I’ve ever done, the progression of the band is not entirely up to me because it is a joint effort between the two of us, and before dedicating myself and the next couple years of my life to it, I wanted to be sure that she was on the same page. Turns out she is.
Looks like I’m going to spend the rest of my 20’s trying to become a rock star. :-) Yay.
Boss: So just how do you go about finding a drummer?
Me: You know - the way you would advertise a job. We put adds in the city paper, flyers at clubs and schools, tell all of our band friends that we need someone… that sort of thing.
Boss: And then how do you select one?
Me: We invite them over to play, and see if we really fit well together, see if we like them.
Boss: So basically, what it’s a selective process… What do you offer them in return?
Me: (insert blank stare here) Huh? Nothing, really.
Boss: So basically what you’re telling me is that you say: come try out for the band, we may or may not select you, but even if we select you we’re not offering you anything?
Me: Um, yeah, I guess.
Boss: (starts to smile) Wow. You know, that’s what I’ve always found so amazing about artists… they need no compensation other than the act of creating art. It’s fascinating.
So yeah, he does have shades of Capitalist Pig-Dog mentality, but he’s really fucking cool, so I forgive him. And he's not all corporate capitalist: He lived on a leftist commune in Austin for a couple years after first moving here from India, and he’s an Iron Maiden fan. Rock.
I had a heart to heart with Marcia last night to discuss where she thinks the band is going… It’s always been a part of my nature to take things as far as they can go, but in order to do that with the band, there are other things I have to put on hold, like Grad School and my career. And unlike anything else I’ve ever done, the progression of the band is not entirely up to me because it is a joint effort between the two of us, and before dedicating myself and the next couple years of my life to it, I wanted to be sure that she was on the same page. Turns out she is.
Looks like I’m going to spend the rest of my 20’s trying to become a rock star. :-) Yay.