I'm hopeful after everything we've shared that one thing is very apparent; that I do like encouraging people to pursue dreams, to reach for everything that calls to them. After two suicides in one year and watching the next door neighbor slowly be consumed by lung cancer, nothing is more vital than reaching for what one can while you can.
It's also very easy to play monday-morning quarterback when one's not in the thick of things. I don't know where it's coming from, or what's the motivating factor; there has been a huge glut of people from all walks of life approaching performing in the absolute worst way possible.
I believe my past actions speak volumes. I've always strived to be a part of something awesome, and to invite others to participate. I am extremely humbled by the opportunities presented to me, and always do my best to reflect that energy.
In the recent months however, I've been so saturated by people who think they deserve, that things should be given to them, that yelling and misbehaving is the way to enter the stage, that it's overwhelming. To quote from the Music Lawyer I'm part-timing for: "Everyone wants to succeed at your expense. To take a shingle from your roof to start building theirs."
Since you've left, any sense of community (with a very small handful of exceptions) has utterly vaporized. The rich earth exposed as it were, has done its best to give health and energy to some of the nastiest viral life.
I will always continue to wave the flag of working with versus I've got mine. That doesn't imply that I'm going to be a punching bag or a vehicle for others to profit at my expense. We've never tolerated crap individuals fronting their behinds off before, and I'm not going to tolerate it now.
There is a huge line between humility, respect, and contributing versus viewing other people as consumable raw material. Most of my outrage is from having given my absolute all, others seem to view this as an arena for utter misbehavior. We all lose, including the night.
I don't believe I offered nothing but my thanks, followed with my determination to learn and to do my best when I was offered my residency. It's coming up to seven years now, with almost 200,000 miles logged. If it's been out there, I've seen it, been exposed to it, been saturated with it, screamed in ecstasy from/with it, and done my best to reflect it. I was further humbled when addam stated I was the 'hardest working DJ in New England'.
I've also been exposed to some of the most ungodly misbehavior. Self-aggrandizing individuals proclaiming their virtuosity without knowing what clipping is, seen setlists lifted verbatim (and played in order, badly), people using the title of DJ to do anything but play music.
Maybe I'm getting old. All I want to do is be a part of something special, and share in it with friends. I've got no other agenda. When people come up and view a wedding night celebration as competition to their own night, it absolutely twists my guts like nobody's business. And it does nothing but continue.
The misbehavior is more prevalent than it ever has been, and it grossly stinks. I've tried dealing with it head on and gotten yelled at, tried being polite and ignoring it and got even more chewed out than when I opened my mouth.
I've seriously squandered everything in my life for this; I'm broke, my car's worn out. I have two pairs of pants. I can't drive anywhere unless I'm getting paid at the other end. Right now, I don't have December's rent and I get to choose if I eat or pay the cell phone; last month's food budget was $30. So, when someone comes up and has a sense of entitlement and is outwardly rude, you'll forgive me if I'm a little raw.
I'm going to take a page from your book and continue to be polite and helpful to those who will reciprocate, and I'll always do my best.
It's time to focus on one person I've been ignoring for a very long time, and that's myself.
I'm hopeful after everything we've shared that one thing is very apparent; that I do like encouraging people to pursue dreams, to reach for everything that calls to them. After two suicides in one year and watching the next door neighbor slowly be consumed by lung cancer, nothing is more vital than reaching for what one can while you can.
It's also very easy to play monday-morning quarterback when one's not in the thick of things. I don't know where it's coming from, or what's the motivating factor; there has been a huge glut of people from all walks of life approaching performing in the absolute worst way possible.
I believe my past actions speak volumes. I've always strived to be a part of something awesome, and to invite others to participate. I am extremely humbled by the opportunities presented to me, and always do my best to reflect that energy.
In the recent months however, I've been so saturated by people who think they deserve, that things should be given to them, that yelling and misbehaving is the way to enter the stage, that it's overwhelming. To quote from the Music Lawyer I'm part-timing for: "Everyone wants to succeed at your expense. To take a shingle from your roof to start building theirs."
Since you've left, any sense of community (with a very small handful of exceptions) has utterly vaporized. The rich earth exposed as it were, has done its best to give health and energy to some of the nastiest viral life.
I will always continue to wave the flag of working with versus I've got mine. That doesn't imply that I'm going to be a punching bag or a vehicle for others to profit at my expense. We've never tolerated crap individuals fronting their behinds off before, and I'm not going to tolerate it now.
There is a huge line between humility, respect, and contributing versus viewing other people as consumable raw material. Most of my outrage is from having given my absolute all, others seem to view this as an arena for utter misbehavior. We all lose, including the night.
I don't believe I offered nothing but my thanks, followed with my determination to learn and to do my best when I was offered my residency. It's coming up to seven years now, with almost 200,000 miles logged. If it's been out there, I've seen it, been exposed to it, been saturated with it, screamed in ecstasy from/with it, and done my best to reflect it. I was further humbled when addam stated I was the 'hardest working DJ in New England'.
I've also been exposed to some of the most ungodly misbehavior. Self-aggrandizing individuals proclaiming their virtuosity without knowing what clipping is, seen setlists lifted verbatim (and played in order, badly), people using the title of DJ to do anything but play music.
Maybe I'm getting old. All I want to do is be a part of something special, and share in it with friends. I've got no other agenda. When people come up and view a wedding night celebration as competition to their own night, it absolutely twists my guts like nobody's business. And it does nothing but continue.
The misbehavior is more prevalent than it ever has been, and it grossly stinks. I've tried dealing with it head on and gotten yelled at, tried being polite and ignoring it and got even more chewed out than when I opened my mouth.
I've seriously squandered everything in my life for this; I'm broke, my car's worn out. I have two pairs of pants. I can't drive anywhere unless I'm getting paid at the other end. Right now, I don't have December's rent and I get to choose if I eat or pay the cell phone; last month's food budget was $30. So, when someone comes up and has a sense of entitlement and is outwardly rude, you'll forgive me if I'm a little raw.
I'm going to take a page from your book and continue to be polite and helpful to those who will reciprocate, and I'll always do my best.
It's time to focus on one person I've been ignoring for a very long time, and that's myself.
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