Jericho: Not THAT desperate ...
Check out this link ...
Then check out this one ...
Now, read this:
Date: Apr 1, 2006 9:09 PM
Subject: Too old to dream?
Getting old sucks.
Here I am, at 34, and I feel so freakin' old.
Do you care? There's no reason you should.
I think I was born with a rock and roll dream. I was playing air guitar before I knew it was called air guitar. In my mind, I have joined every band I have ever loved. I have played drums for The Eagles, I played bass for Genesis, I was a roadie for Rush, because they don't need any help. I'm pretty sure I'd have to be a roadie for Queensryche as well, hmmmm ...
Anyway ...
When I was younger, I often dreamed with a friend of mine that we would form a band. He would play bass and I would play drums. We decided I would sing and we would write the songs. All we needed was a low hassle guitar wizard and we were a power trio! Nearly 20 years later, he is still learning the bass and I never did buy that drum kit. We both work in computer tech support. It's like a punch line to bad joke.
But, even with all of that, I still have the dream. A rock and roll dream.
Why am I telling you this. I dunno. If you're going to be rock stars, you'll probably have to get used to people dropping their hearts and souls in your lap. Here's your first taste.
A poet's heart, a story teller's soul and an engineer's mind all wrapped around a rock and roll dream. All of it encased in a 34 year old, 450 pound body. Not an ounce of musical talent. It's pathetic.
So, I read your ad here on MySpace, I checked out your profile. I love your music! It's raw and hard, yet controlled. It's properly targeted.
As I listen, the dream wakes up. Here's our chance! the dream says. We can finally be a rock star. We are willing to jump up on stage, scream, shout, growl, let loose, give our head a good banging, give the crowd a good show. That's what we want to do. Give the crowd permission to let it out! Feel the fear and the hate and the anger, feel the animal inside us all and just enjoy it for a minute, before we have to put it back in the box so that we can live in normal, everyday society.
And then the brain kicks in. The Great Analyzer. I'm kidding myself! Who would want to be on stage with me? I'm fat and ugly and can't sing. I have a wife and a job and a mortgage to think about. I don't have a swig of musical anything. They already sound great, they don't even need a singer! Even if they let you on-stage, you would only hurt them, hold them back. They have a chance to make something of themselves. Your old selfish dream could destroy them.
Here I sit, getting older and less punk-rock by the minute, writing this rambling email. What a waste of everyone's time.
But, I still have a rock and roll dream.
Just how desperate for a singer are you? :)
Jericho
They never wrote back.
Then check out this one ...
Now, read this:
Date: Apr 1, 2006 9:09 PM
Subject: Too old to dream?
Getting old sucks.
Here I am, at 34, and I feel so freakin' old.
Do you care? There's no reason you should.
I think I was born with a rock and roll dream. I was playing air guitar before I knew it was called air guitar. In my mind, I have joined every band I have ever loved. I have played drums for The Eagles, I played bass for Genesis, I was a roadie for Rush, because they don't need any help. I'm pretty sure I'd have to be a roadie for Queensryche as well, hmmmm ...
Anyway ...
When I was younger, I often dreamed with a friend of mine that we would form a band. He would play bass and I would play drums. We decided I would sing and we would write the songs. All we needed was a low hassle guitar wizard and we were a power trio! Nearly 20 years later, he is still learning the bass and I never did buy that drum kit. We both work in computer tech support. It's like a punch line to bad joke.
But, even with all of that, I still have the dream. A rock and roll dream.
Why am I telling you this. I dunno. If you're going to be rock stars, you'll probably have to get used to people dropping their hearts and souls in your lap. Here's your first taste.
A poet's heart, a story teller's soul and an engineer's mind all wrapped around a rock and roll dream. All of it encased in a 34 year old, 450 pound body. Not an ounce of musical talent. It's pathetic.
So, I read your ad here on MySpace, I checked out your profile. I love your music! It's raw and hard, yet controlled. It's properly targeted.
As I listen, the dream wakes up. Here's our chance! the dream says. We can finally be a rock star. We are willing to jump up on stage, scream, shout, growl, let loose, give our head a good banging, give the crowd a good show. That's what we want to do. Give the crowd permission to let it out! Feel the fear and the hate and the anger, feel the animal inside us all and just enjoy it for a minute, before we have to put it back in the box so that we can live in normal, everyday society.
And then the brain kicks in. The Great Analyzer. I'm kidding myself! Who would want to be on stage with me? I'm fat and ugly and can't sing. I have a wife and a job and a mortgage to think about. I don't have a swig of musical anything. They already sound great, they don't even need a singer! Even if they let you on-stage, you would only hurt them, hold them back. They have a chance to make something of themselves. Your old selfish dream could destroy them.
Here I sit, getting older and less punk-rock by the minute, writing this rambling email. What a waste of everyone's time.
But, I still have a rock and roll dream.
Just how desperate for a singer are you? :)
Jericho
They never wrote back.
posted by Jericho Brown at 4/10/2006 12:20:00 AM
7 Comments:
That's better! Keep up the good work!!!
No sweat. I'll go find some other way to rip my heart out of my chest for your amusement. Shouldn't take a jiff ...
The singer in a rock band does not need to be able to sing. Although it helps, as long as the real musicians are decent, the singer just need to be a showman who can yelp out the lyrics in time with the music.
I might even be able to do that. But, these guys aren't desperate enough to put me on-stage.
And Eddie Van Halen wasn't desperate enought to put David Lee Roth on stage. He still did it.
I think you just compared me to David Lee Roth. Both he and I should be angered.
Probably.
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