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Jul 18
2010
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Leaving The Social Media PartyPosted by Brian Stephens in Untagged |
**I have sat on this little piece of writing for a few days, uncertain as to whether or not I should publish it. Just know that I held my breath for quite a while and said a little prayer just before hitting the “PUBLISH” button”. When you choose to be an open book, people can take what you say in an infinite number of ways. I hope that the intent and spirit in which this is given is quite apparent.**
One of my dearest musician friends has a nickname for me. He stopped calling me by my actual name a long time ago and now refers to me simply as “Truman”, a reference to that now prophetical movie starring Jim Carrey. Yes, I embraced the idea of living publicly through social media way long before it was chic or commonplace. When I began BrianStephens.com back in 1997 and started writing editorials on my life in the business of music, many people I knew thought it was a bit self-indulgent. ‘A website… about you… a place where people go to read things solely about you. Sounds like you love yourself a whole lot and think you’re pretty interesting, Bri!’ was typical of the responses I got way back then. Flash forward more than a decade to what is now the culture of social media meccas like Twitter & Facebook and the paradigm of posting your every thought or deed in 140 characters or less. Talk about self-indulgent! ;-)
Today, we live in a culture of what I like to call “Parallel Me-ism”. Put another way, we live and interact inside a constant cyber dialog of “I want to tell you about me and share what I want you to know about me. Next, you should do the same thing and then I’ll tell you what I think about what you’re thinking or doing because what I think is pretty funny, insightful, or helpful.” Even though we interact regularly with each other using these web-based technologies, it is from the standpoint of Self and through the lens of the collective “Me”. When you think about it from an outsider’s prospective, sort of like being an alien who is visiting Earth for the very first time, it is all incredibly selfish and self-indulgent… not that there’s anything wrong with that. (**Click "READ MORE" to see the entire 2600 word posting)

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This past year, over the Thanksgiving holiday, I was having a discussion with my Dad. Now, I don’t know how we got onto the topic, but as if from nowhere, my Dad said emphatically, “You know, I really thought you’d be bigger than you are by now.” Understand for a moment just how important my father’s opinion is. As I was growing up, my father worked 60 - 70 hours a week to provide for his family. He was also there to play catch with my brother and me, had time repair our bicycles, and even prepared dinner for the family when Mom had to work late. Dad was as good to my mother as any man could ever be to one woman. He was a very good template for the kind of Dad and husband that I wish I could be. So, you can see how I might be nearly crushed by any statement from him like, “I really thought you’d be bigger….”
