Drambuie
...is awesome. My friend Derek used to drink it, and when I went to the ABC store tonight for something to nip the cold weather, I figured I'd buy a bottle. I definitely had forgotten how nice it was. Like a spicy, warmer, less bitter version of licorice. I don't like licorice, but I like this stuff.
Anyways, the "Oh My Goth!" drama continues. I think I figured out a basic underlying reason for a lot of the unexpected drama I ran into once I moved up here. I had been thinking earlier, "Why is there so much more crap in the music industry here than the theatre realm?" Of course, their are exceptions to everything, but it hit me that in theatre up here (for the most part) everyone is a trained professional. We went to school for it. It's a business. You have to prove your worth to continue working.
Also, we tend to not drink at work, which helps keep that slight veneer of society around us.
In any case, in the scene of underground rock (at least, apparently, in goth/industrial) most of the people involved are fans that decided to become more than fans. And hey, that kind of caring and effort is awesome, don't get me wrong. But I haven't really met many people who went to school for music business, worked for a bigger company, etc. So, in a lot of cases, since this started out as a hobby for most people, they don't have the personal detachment that I learned (the very hard way) from theatre. So everytime someone makes a business move, somehow everyone gets their feelings hurt as if it were a direct attack on them, and not just the game of the business.
I dunno. I'm long past the days where if people don't come out to my shows, I would take it as a personal hit against myself. Hey, maybe people just didn't want to see the band? Hey, maybe they had something else to do tonight? Hey, maybe people just have varied tastes and don't happen to like or agree with you on every single detail?
There are some really awesome promoters, DJs, and bands in this area. People who are good at what they do, carry themselves in a professional manner, and are considerate to the people they work with. And those are the people that make this all worth while. And those are the people who, in the end, will be the ones left standing.
As far as things on the homefront go, there is much more drama back home. My cousin, who...in the most delicate way I can put it...is a total fuck-up, has landed herself in jail again. I won't go into the details, but there may be a custody battle for her daughter. And I think my cousin's ex-husband should get her, which is contrary to everyone else's opinion. But I know John, and his wife Amy. They're good people. They have a nice house, he has a good job, health insurance, etc. He really loves his kid. So...I dunno...I may honestly get disowned for this one if I throw my cards to his side.
...on a final note, is it the end of November yet? Why don't I have a beautiful rockstar cuddled up with me yet?
Oh, and Lance just told me he got married. FTW.
Anyways, the "Oh My Goth!" drama continues. I think I figured out a basic underlying reason for a lot of the unexpected drama I ran into once I moved up here. I had been thinking earlier, "Why is there so much more crap in the music industry here than the theatre realm?" Of course, their are exceptions to everything, but it hit me that in theatre up here (for the most part) everyone is a trained professional. We went to school for it. It's a business. You have to prove your worth to continue working.
Also, we tend to not drink at work, which helps keep that slight veneer of society around us.
In any case, in the scene of underground rock (at least, apparently, in goth/industrial) most of the people involved are fans that decided to become more than fans. And hey, that kind of caring and effort is awesome, don't get me wrong. But I haven't really met many people who went to school for music business, worked for a bigger company, etc. So, in a lot of cases, since this started out as a hobby for most people, they don't have the personal detachment that I learned (the very hard way) from theatre. So everytime someone makes a business move, somehow everyone gets their feelings hurt as if it were a direct attack on them, and not just the game of the business.
I dunno. I'm long past the days where if people don't come out to my shows, I would take it as a personal hit against myself. Hey, maybe people just didn't want to see the band? Hey, maybe they had something else to do tonight? Hey, maybe people just have varied tastes and don't happen to like or agree with you on every single detail?
There are some really awesome promoters, DJs, and bands in this area. People who are good at what they do, carry themselves in a professional manner, and are considerate to the people they work with. And those are the people that make this all worth while. And those are the people who, in the end, will be the ones left standing.
As far as things on the homefront go, there is much more drama back home. My cousin, who...in the most delicate way I can put it...is a total fuck-up, has landed herself in jail again. I won't go into the details, but there may be a custody battle for her daughter. And I think my cousin's ex-husband should get her, which is contrary to everyone else's opinion. But I know John, and his wife Amy. They're good people. They have a nice house, he has a good job, health insurance, etc. He really loves his kid. So...I dunno...I may honestly get disowned for this one if I throw my cards to his side.
...on a final note, is it the end of November yet? Why don't I have a beautiful rockstar cuddled up with me yet?
Oh, and Lance just told me he got married. FTW.
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