hoodwink

tonight was special. although it was raining and sort of annoying and a pain in the ass to get to, hoodwink was worth it. not in terms of what or who i saw, but just the feeling it gave me. like there are still bands out there that actually believe in what they're doing or playing. these were current bands playing songs by other recent and relevant current bands. new found glory playing green day, we the kings playing jimmy eat world (which i regrettably heard only a few notes of from across the way), mercy mercedes playing midtown, etc.

all the acts really showed their roots tonight - they have sort of restored my faith if you will. destroyed some of the jadedness that builds with having a life or your career function so close to the business side of things. i don't think most people get into the music industry to make money or at least they certainly don't intend to destroy all the beauty from music, but it is easier than you think it is to let happen. you fall asleep at 16. you wake up after college nd you're nearly 22 and faced with the sudden necessity that you have to "network".

what i did, i think, was latch on to some of the only facets of my adolescent life that made me feel not completely worthless - that was my interest in going shows or photography. with shows i had the community i never had anywhere else in my life. when you're 16, it's okay to feel totally compelled by certain things and obsess over them. at 22, with music, it's called being a stalker. so in order to "network" i must quell that which tells me "OMG THIS SONG ACTUALLY SAVED MY LIFE THAT ONE TIME."

and in turn, i am then to turn into one of the industry folks who make it totally uncool to get excited about anything.

trajectory of the record label employment scale:
intern: "oh man! paul mccartney came into the office last week."
CEO: "oh yeah, Paul McCartney is in CEO2's office? Well, I'm busy answering emails but I'll try and make it over before his meeting ends."

well i'm not having it. i'm a photographer. it is my "job" to be compelled, and fascinated, and outraged, and enthused, a million times over by my subjects.