There seems to be a vile fascination with the “every-man”. This “every-man” is of course a bastardization of something like the common man or working class hero. Now, at one point, this was simply a symbol of exactly that: the working class. However, that symbol became perverted. It was wrenched and molded into not only a political crucifix but also a coat-tail by which many musical artists clung to; and that is why it must die.
At one point, the “every-man” meant something genuine. It stood for the working class man (or woman) who worked hard to make ends meet. But somewhere along the line, that all changed. Musicians hopped on that bandwagon as well. Rather than just fighting for the working man (ala “Farm Aid”), musicians began to assimilate the image of the “every-man”. There is a fundamental issue with this. The Musician IS NOT the “everyman”. The musician is an artist. He/she does something that the “everyman” can not, and vice versa.
To be clear, the musician/artist is not above the average citizen on a human level. The “everyman” deserves our utmost respect as a culture for their contribution to our history, present and future. However, rather than pretend that everyone is actually the same, lets really get down to the facts here. A musician works at a creative skill set as their career/life’s work. For a musician to attempt to represent the working class either by manner of dress, writing, presentation or combination of the aforementioned, they commit a fraudulent act not unlike a con-man.
Rather than pretend that you’re the “every-man” by getting on stage in ordinary street clothes and singing songs about working a 9 to 5, all the while pulling in thousands of dollars in your guarantee for each gig, why not get real? As a member of the audience, they depend on the artist for a creative output that they otherwise cannot not make themselves, thus making the art/artist a commodity.
When it comes down to it, every working class hero can’t be a rockstar. That is why the rockstar even exists, because not everyone can do it; hence being a “star”. So lets cut the bullshit of being one amongst the common man. Get on stage, look larger than life, sing for humanity, and quit pretending like your one of the middle/lower class. Stop dressing as if you don’t give a fuck about looks, when in reality, you care more than all of us. If you have to try to fit in a group to make it, perhaps you shouldn’t make it at all.
The following is a list of rules for humans living in 2014. While amusing, there is truth in the humor of each rule. These are of course my views, and not gospel. Making such a list is probably quite pretentious, and my behaviors may be on your list…but fuck off, make your own god damn list.
1. Your destination is not more important than mine, and vice versa. Cool it. How am I supposed to know that you’re driving like an asshole because you need to get to Wetzel Pretzel before they run out of free samples?
2. Selfies must stop. We (in my decaying mind, the general population has clearly appointed me their spokesperson) don’t need to see what your face, hair, and clothes look like every day. We’re happy that you own more than one shirt and that you hair can part to both sides, but we do not want or need to see them.
3. Eating healthy is a great idea. I do it as much as I can because I wish to remain living. However, what isn’t alright is being a high and mighty dickhead because your god damn kale wasn’t grown in a puppy mill. Eat what you want, but stop being a fuckface about it. And especially don’t tell me what to eat. A large number of these people exclusively buying organic things actually look to be quite malnourished and/or bloated; so I don’t need to be told by them that I eat incorrectly. I’ll eat what I want, you do the same.
4. We all have camera phones, but we are not all photographers. Take it easy, Ansel Adams.
5. Dress how you want to dress, not how the urban outfitters depicts the douchebags in their ads. When did it become cool to wear a tacky shirt, ugly pants, and moccasins? I’ll tell you when: when the assholes wearing them had the all money and started calling shots. Wear what you want. If you confidently wear something you feel strongly about, nothing could be cooler. Dressing like a blind Ace Ventura is not going to be a lasting fashion.
6. Just because you can do something doesn’t mean you’re expert and therefore justified in dispensing advice and/or tips. There are things you know and do well, and there are things that you can simply just do well enough.
2. Gangs of New York
4. Natural Born Killers
5. Star Wars (all of them)
6. Jackie Brown
7. The Godfather
8. Almost Famous
9. Blazing Saddles
10. Sin City
There are a few close ones that didn’t make the top 10:
Kill Bill (vol. 1 & 2)
V for Vendetta
I Am Sam
I’m about to format my macbook, but I found this thing I wrote for a song I was working on a while ago so I figured I’d post it before I get rid of it.
It amazes me, the resilience of those with heart.
We can be stepped on and crushed by the ones we thought loved us back,
And yet, the very next day, we’re at it again, flooding our minds with forgiveness.
But the end result is creation, not of life, but of art.
To make something so beautiful out of something so very painful, is an age old miracle.
There is no love.
There is no death.
There is no god.
No love, no death, no god.
No love, no death, no god…without hurt.