After re-reading yesterday’s post I decided to give it an award..for, like, longest…Lake Effect…post…ever.
Carpal tunnel-inducing it may have been, it was a blast to write. Thanks again, Christine!
So, I was thinkin’…we live in what may well be the most ‘look at me’ culture in history. We have American Idol, So You Think You Can Dance, America’s Got Talent, The Voice, Funny Home Videos…you get the idea.
If you can sing, rap, dance, play, clog, contort your body, sing opera, tell jokes, do magic tricks, juggle chainsaws and chew gum while doing armpit farts…there’s a show somewhere for you to strut yer stuff.
And talent/variety shows are nothing new, really. Ed McMahon rolled out Star Search in the 80’s and it was a huge hit…annoying as hell, but huge.
Anyway, I think I entered a talent show one time in my life. It involved me and some other kid doing “Wipe-Out” on a snare drum on stage. You might know the song – it’s the one with the incessant drum solo. The fact that neither of us played drums all that well wasn’t about to stop us. It was my big moment…my first step towards what I was certain would be many years in showbiz doing “Wipe-Out” drum solos from here to Branson Missouri…and we went down in a blaze of apathy to a completely disinterested 4th grade class.
Apparently, I didn’t learn my lesson, because to this day, I’ve been known to perform with my band to almost empty bars, where all you can hear are crickets chirping.
Funny, how things never change.