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Current mood:resolute
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The night before last, while enjoying Little Marsh Overflow at Cherry Lanes, I had the idea of creating a new annual "Door County Music Awards" for the primary purpose, I proclaimed, of "getting LMO recognized as Door County's Best Band of All Time!"
Yes I was drunk. But the crazy thing was: I don't even like music awards or arts competition of any kind! I'd like to think that in art, unlike sports, there are no winners and losers. And besides, who decides? Music awards are typically handled by a local print publication that polls its readers. The portion of its readership that has the time and/or inclination to vote (maybe repeatedly) decides the winners. How could this skewed cross-section of the public NOT have preferences most of us would tend to disagree with?
Of course I love getting recognized for my own so-called achievements, and sometimes an award seems like an achievement in itself, but in most award competitions, my favorite artists (including me) are routinely overlooked. (Yes I am one of my favorite artists, NOT my number one- I'm always somewhere in my top ten, current position depending on what I've done to please me lately)
Anyway… So why, disliking arts competition and music awards as I do, would I suddenly want to create a new Door County Music Awards? Just to see LMO win "Door County's Best Band of All Time"? Really? Why am I suddenly feeling so empathetic, wanting them to achieve the recognition they so abundantly deserve?
The obvious reason (obvious to me at least) for my sudden attack of empathy is that I've been feeling under-appreciated myself these days. This is not only embarrassing to admit, it's a dangerous and stupid feeling to have!
To what degree does public recognition reflect true worth or accomplishment? "Not at all," some might say, arguing that being publicly appreciated is like being blessed at birth with good looks or rich parents. Some would insist that no matter what we do, however good our intentions or how well we act them out, it's just luck-of-the-draw, like winning the Public Appreciation Lottery.
I'm not in complete agreement with such views of disconnected cause and effect. I suspect that CAUSE (in this case, good works done well) is loosely followed by EFFECT (public appreciation) much as a car with poor traction can move forward on an icy road and a good gambler tends to win more games of chance. There is a looseness yet a definite forward thrust to causality here.. So the old saying, "You win some, you lose some" is only half the truth. The other half is: If you play well, you'll probably win more than you lose.
The danger in feeling under-appreciated is in allowing the mathematics of chance to hold the magic of free will hostage. Feeling under-appreciated is like pointing a gun at ones own head, the gun saying, "improve your approval ratings or end it all now!" Suddenly, we're working for the recognition (so subject to chance) and making it the end-all.
The stupidity in working for recognition is in not recognizing that recognition is a byproduct, not an achievement. Foods rich in protein help build muscle, but they also produce shit. Placing recognition over excellence is mistaking a good bowel movement for a great workout. Showing the world how full of shit we can be isn't achieving anything. It may feel good, but it reeks of self-obsession.
Things take time, as they say- that fragrant AROMA wasn't built in a day. Neither achievement nor food becomes recognition or shit immediately- they're processed through circuitous routes- but we have to have faith that, if we eat and work well enough for long enough, whether we win every time or lose a few, the shit and recognition will surely follow.
These ideas lead me to my New Year's Resolution for 2009: I will learn to discern products from byproducts, and focus on the work, not the shit.
Thanks for following this rant! Happy New Year!!! xo,p
5:03 PM
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