Hi, Richard Webb! How are you?   
   on Wednesday, 15 of February, I read your message to alexander koryagin   
   about "Whitney Houson R.I.P"   
      
    ak>> I think that one of the most perverted thing in this   
    ak>> world is that people invented many wild professions   
    ak>> and occupations: a professional singer, a   
    ak>> professional poet/writer and so on. Any job that   
    ak>> requires inspiration must not be professional.   
    ak>> Inspiration is a very rare thing. You can meet it   
    ak>> just several times in your life. And any singer,   
    ak>> beginning his musical carrier, must be aware that, or   
    ak>> his life will be short.   
      
      
    RW> Indeed, bt you can't blame these professions for all   
    RW> of this. Those who have a long career soon learn   
    RW> perspective. IT's easy to "burn out" because of all   
    RW> the pressure one puts on oneself as well as that put   
    RW> on one by others. Yet you look at people like MErle   
    RW> Haggard, a man who probably wasn't expected to see his   
    RW> sixties, let alone his seventies. YEt MErle is still   
    RW> making music, still writing and producing his songs.   
      
   Well, any rule, as a rule, has exceptions. ;) But if we   
   talk of the rule or the general tendency in this area - we   
   see it clear - almost all modern show biz stars have   
   severe problems inside themselves, and cannot enjoy life   
   as normal people.   
      
    RW> Why can MErle turn it around from drunkenness and all   
    RW> the dangerous parts of the profession? Perspective. He   
    RW> pared his life down to the simple things that give him   
    RW> joy, that give his life meaning, so that when he's not   
    RW> performing he can get back to that world and recharge   
    RW> his mental batteries. He has land in the country,   
    RW> grows a lot of his own food, enjoys nature. I'm sure   
    RW> it's a great contrast for him between the two. On one   
    RW> hand there are hotel rooms, producers and other people   
    RW> with the constant push push push. "TIme for the meet   
    RW> and greet now Merle" "TIme for the sound check, after   
    RW> the sound check there's a meeting with the promoter, a   
    RW> planning meeting, then a rehearsal ..."   
      
   It perfectly illustrates my idea too -- a person must live   
   as a normal human. His art making must be his hobby. One   
   day he has inspiration, and he writes a song, maybe the   
   only great hit of his whole life. But it is a very poor   
   idea to do it every day, squeezing out himself a scheduled   
   mediocre love(!) song or something of this kind, just to   
   make money for living.   
      
   The main rule is the following -- a person of art must not   
   fully depend on the money he makes from things connected   
   with inspiration. If you are a composer, you can teach   
   people in your school, to do something useful else, and   
   your job prevents you from the torture of art making   
   without inspiration.   
      
    RW> I've written some of the best songs I've ever written   
    RW> when I was strugling to keep it together, but still   
    RW> had hope. I also had time to put the ideas together   
    RW> and refine those songs. Being a professional   
    RW> entertainer or musician requires a careful balancing   
    RW> act, walking a mental tightrope basically.   
      
   When a person has inspiration and talent his work makes   
   itself, and the person produces a bright thing. In my   
   opinion, only these things are worthy to be called songs or   
   other pieces of art. This world is sunk in a bog of   
   mediocrity, up to its ears. And, however paradoxically it   
   can sound, the main balk of mediocrity came to us from   
   people who make art professionally. They are forced to make   
   money for leaving and forge piles of things without   
   troubling themselves to wait inspiration. That's why we can   
   take the work of any so called "stars" and to see in it   
   just a few real things.   
      
      
    RW> everyone who supposedly works for you. The sound and   
    RW> lighting people don't make any money if you stay home,   
    RW> they only make money when you're touring. To keep your   
      
   Well, brothels also cleate jobs.   
      
      
    RW> IT's not these professions that are bad, it's the fact   
    RW> that people who enter these professions forget their   
    RW> humanity, because the great money machine pushes them   
    RW> to lose sight of it.   
      
   That's it. To be a human and don't put true art on an   
   assembly line. It's not a canned good. Every masterpiece   
   must be a _piece_ of art. It must be rare, unique things.   
   And ordinary people also must not perceive them constantly.   
   Then they will preserve their sensitivity, and among the   
   people of art will be less perversion, because they will   
   work for another kind of people.   
      
   [...Beware of a silent dog and still water]   
   Bye Richard!   
   Alexander (yAlexKo[]yandex.ru) + 2:5020/2140.91   
   fido7.debate 2012   
      
      
   --- FIDOGATE 5.1.7ds   
    * Origin: Pushkin's BBS (2:5020/2140.2)