Bonedigger, bonedigger.

I’m really frustrated with people lately, which is to say that I’m really frustrated with myself so I have to have this continual motivation, like a carrot dangling in front of my face reminding me that people aren’t that bad.  It’ll say hey, remember, there was a time not to long ago when people go together in very large groups where they clapped in one accord while an insanely rich, and already famous pop singer who transcends generations stood before them to sing songs. While he stood there he knows that he’s not above tucking in his shirt into his jeans, because that’s classy. They, Audience also realize that it’s OK to dance about without fear of judgment. There’s no youtube or twitter or any other number of grossly obtuse voyeuristic entities there to capitalize on their pure joy. Those people are also, coincidentally poor africans, but never mind that. 

No never mind that at the moment because conversely as we live and breathe there is also an insanely famous and wealthy pop singer stalking the shores of New Jersey shoeless. He’s there and once he sees a guitar and a camera takes it upon himself to investigate. It’s interesting to think about what kind of a person you’d have to be to look at a situation and consider two options-

  1. walk away and go about your business
  2. think and believe in your heart that if you were to put yourself into said situation the other participants lives would be vastly enriched by your presence, so, yo do what is rational to you and you get involved in the affairs of others.

Granted, Bruce’s intentions were probably harmless. He certainly doesn’t need to remind us of his existence, unlike, say Keanu (which is a shame really, I do love Keanu), but the point that I’m trying to make is that what takes you to a place in your head when you think that you can just turn up in any situation and be welcomed in. The answer to that is probably “not a lot”. I’m sure there’s probably a lot pseudo-celebrities out there with considerably less money and fame and bona fide talent who feel that they are just God’s Gift To Awesome.

I mean, I just don’t like it. I don’t like the way culture is heading. I don’t like knowing that I can’t really go anywhere without knowing that at some point in my day I’ll have to preform for someone or something. I want to go back and sit in audiences where people applauded politely and also wear a tie and jacket to a concert, on the regular. I want to sit in chairs like a grown up, with my shirt tucked in and clap my hands. Also, sing when Bobby McFerrin tells me to sing, because why wouldn’t you?

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