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Be Good at Something

April 8th, 2009 · No Responses

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When was the last time you asked yourself something? More specifically, when was the last time you asked yourself what you’re really good at.

When was the last time you offered yourself an honest answer about what you’re really good at? When was the last time you were honest enough to realize what you just weren’t good at any more?

Have you ever had the guts to tell someone else what they’re really good at? Or had the courage to let them know that they weren’t good at something at all?

I feel like this is a big problem with people, society and business today. The problem is: There are too many people out there trying to do things, be things or be a part if something of which they are not proficient enough to innovate or even create progress. For now, let’s call them “Numbnuts”.

Numbnuts are people who get stuck doing what they’re not good at and force themselves to continue to do it for various reasons. Those reasons can include: ego, greed, profit, pride, stupidity, laziness, stubbornness, close-mindedness, plain ignorance and blind faith. Some might add “hope” as a reason to dutifully continue doing something you really suck at, but there’s a difference between hope and blind faith. Hope is informed.

As these folks force their lackluster contributions to humanity down the throats of everyone around them, they essentially prevent the world and it’s people from evolving. Numbnuts unwittingly stunt the growth and progress of humanity. How do they accomplish this? By preventing the right people, those who are truly progressing and contributing, from achieving the correct positions where they can succeed.

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Here’s an example: (My friends have heard me make this argument) It’s the Superbowl. It’s 2001. You’re planning the halftime event. You need a musical act that will appeal to the masses and entertain millions of people during halftime. You choose Aerosmith. You’ve heard of them before, somewhere on the radio or MTV. They’re in the midst of their “Just Push Play Tour”, the band’s 16th Tour since 1971, when they started playing rock music together thirty years earlier. You run the idea by a few folks and they’re happy because Aerosmith will drive ratings and keep the core Football audience rocking during halftime. You believe you’ve done the right thing. And as far as I’m concerned, you can’t be blamed entirely for this travesty.

But consider Aerosmith’s band manager. The person who gets the call from the Super Bowl and is ecstatic to hear about the gigantic fee the aging hair band will earn to put towards another mansion somewhere. He just earned a healthy commission without even lifting a finger. And he always (rightfully) thought the band’s heyday was over in the late 70’s. Nope, they got a fourteenth wind, thanks to a bad decision by the event coordinator and a complete lack of courage by everyone involved. Now, the band manager believes he has done the right thing as well, earning his employer a high paying, high profile gig in front of millions of people. Job well done. Congratulations.

Now, consider Joe Perry, the lead guitarist. He grew up outside of Boston, attended a boarding school in southern Vermont, where he began to rebel and play guitar. He learned to rock and quickly earned a reputation for playing loud, hard rock with his new band, Aerosmith. They quickly gain a solid following in and around Boston and are soon compared to the Rolling Stones, but quickly break out of that mold and become an American rock band success story. The mid-late 70’s are insanely successful for the band and they write/ play some of their best material. They also do tons of drugs and blow most of the money they’ve earned getting raked over the coals by record companies.

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Joe drags himself and Aerosmith through the Eighties and by 1986, they had to make a comeback, so they grabbed hold of whatever was cool at the time: Run DMC and hip hop music. Wonder of all wonders, Aerosmith is reborn through the association to hip hop and a music video that MTV drilled into every kids head. Soon, Aerosmith gets back to the business of making records and limps through the 90’s, milking the record industry and sapping rock music with a rehashed sound and lame ballads with super-high production-value music videos that fuel their popularity and keep them on the airwaves. They’re clean, sober and now a functioning business, complete with tours, merchandise and marketing. The machine is firing on all cylinders now and the band is making more money than ever. To cap it all off, the band is invited to play the Super Bowl 35 halftime show. Sweet, sweet emotion.

Here’s the problem: Dozens of hard-working rock bands never made it big during the 90s and early 2000’s. They never got noticed, never got airplay, never got a chance to play a big gig, never sold 100,000 records. This was not because they did not deserve it, and not because they were not good rock bands. Plenty of them had what it took to be huge, and plenty of bands have that today.

The reason these young rock bands never made it big was that not enough people bought their records, came to their shows, and supported them when they needed it most: during the years when they were progressing and innovating the hardest. And therefore no Superbowl halftime show coordinator had the courage to think about changing the paradigm and hiring a young, exciting upstart band to headline.

Why? Because they were all too busy spending money on crappy Aerosmith records, t-shirts and overpriced concert tickets. And to top it all off, the music industry stood by and allowed Aerosmith to orchestrate Reunion Tour after Reunion Tour, further milking the music economy for every dollar their hard-working and blissfully ignorant fans would spend to hear shitty, unoriginal, overhyped rock songs.

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So what actually happened here? Joe Perry never had the foresight and courage to hang up the Les Paul once and for all. He still hasn’t! His greed and sense of self-entitlement prevented him from realizing that by lengthening the already long life of his band, Aerosmith, he was singlehandedly preventing dozens of future guitar heros and hard-working rock bands from achieving success. And by doing that, Aerosmith was preventing the rock music industry from evolving, growing and progressing, putting another nail in the coffin of Rock. Maybe that was their goal? IE: If we can’t have it anymore, no one can.

So, stay in touch with yourself.

Know what you’re good at and be honest about what you’re bad at. Let other people do what they’re good at, especially when they’re young, ballsy and really pushing their limits. Encourage them and don’t interfere with their success because you’re afraid of what it might mean for you some day. Stop lying to yourself, you suck! Let it go, and be good and what you’re really good at. Or go find something new to be good at and let someone else come up from the ranks to succeed when they deserve it most.

If you live and let live, we all progress. If you decide to interfere, prepare to be interferred with, because you’re shortening the lifespan of humanity by sticking to your now impotent guns…Numbnut.

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Living With a Motorcycle

December 5th, 2007 · 7 Responses

Everyone should have a disabled vehicle in their garage.

My Bike

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Suspension of Operations

September 27th, 2007 · 8 Responses

A Great Blue Heron I won’t make anyone wait any longer. I am suspending operations on Vinceland until…some time soon.

I have a ton of writing to do, and do better. I have to do it outside of Vinceland.

If you want to know what I am up to, check the following websites and watch us go!

See you soon,

Vince

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What The Future Holds

August 19th, 2007 · 10 Responses

Mike surfs now(HINT: Click on images for a larger view.)

I remember growing older and slowly coming to the realization that there were only some aspects of my life I could completely control. As time went on, I gained control over more things in my life. That’s what growing up is.

The frustrations of growing up generally revolve around the things you believe you can control, and come to find out through mistakes, punishment and pain, that you cannot. Eventually, you give up control over those items in favor of the things you’re given complete freedom with.

Egge reflectsIt was your parent’s job to monitor this freedom, and only give you access to control (or feel control) over some aspects of your life. In High School, I remember being given more control over my course schedule, and the feeling that gave me. I decided on more art, english, writing and less Social Studies (What the hell is Social Studies, anyhow?) and Science.

Those were my decisions, and although much of high school revolved around following rules, this bit of freedom really helped motivate me and I enjoyed my time in school more. Once in college, this freedom was launched in a very real way. And from day to day, our decisions determined our fate. Some people sank, and some swam. My college roomate just floated… in a pool of Budweiser.

Olive makes funAs a thinking adult, I’ve earned the right to have opinions, and to form them about everything that comes up in daily life, right or wrong. This is my freedom. I think what I think and I know what I know. I also know what I don’t know. And I am happy to let anyone know what I think and what I know because it’s simply true.

Growing up, almost everything was out of my control. Getting older, I took control of as much of the things in my life as I could, good, bad or boring. I learned about elements of life and living that are out of my control. And those elements of life that live out of my control are left alone. Along the way, I decided not to fight to gain control of them. Maybe that’s a lazy decision, but it was one that allowed me to become better at the things within my reach.

Butterfly on handI know plenty of people who keep that which is under their control close at hand, and forget about the rest. I also know people who fight to gain control of things that will never be theirs. These people are wasting their time, as well as the time of people around them. All they are doing is honking in traffic, raising the level of everyone’s frustrations, helping no one.

I think my attitude towards the control factor came from two big insights, both of which were solidified towards the end of college/ early working years:

1. That Time is short and therefore precious for all people.

2. The Universe is larger and more important than all of us.

BBall floorTrue freedom (and hopefully, happiness) is really only gained when you come to terms with your minute role on Earth. Once you come to terms with the fact that unexpected occurrences can bring a swift end to your days here, you will have an easier time controlling that which you can on a day to day basis. It’s a raw, hard truth to understand, and even harder to come to grips with.

Here’s an example: Scientists have proven that no matter what happens on Earth, even if Humans figure out a way to preserve the planet and live in harmony, in about 500-700 million years, the Sun is going to die. That’s not going to be a pretty experience to live through.

From Tim HanrahanPrior to all water on this planet boiling and evaporating into the atmosphere, the surface of the Earth will become so hot, there ain’t no Nike, Adidas or Gravis shoe that will keep you from melting into a pile of mush. Sorry, Charlie, you are NOT what you own and at that point, the Earth will own you once again.

So why all the negativity and apocalypse talk? It occurs to me that if people understood the two Insights above, and they combine that understanding with an intimate knowledge of what their roles are in the World (IE: What they are most in control of), people might leave each other alone and focus on what they can offer that is positive for everyone.

Old skateboardsLife is like a big SAT test and we’re all sitting in the same room with sharpened #2 pencils.

Here are the Rules:

  • Did you forget your pencil?
  • Did you remember your eraser?
  • You have a limited time to get through the test, but you’ll never know when your time is up.
  • Everyone around you has the same test and has to give the same answers.
  • Quickly answer the questions you know the answers to first, then go back and spend time on the ones you’re not so sure about.
  • Asking your classmates for help is permitted and encouraged.
  • It’s only cheating if you take the answer from someone else without being granted permission.
  • You can get up and leave the room for a break at any time.Kyle Burroughs by Shem
  • You can put your pencil down and quit the test at any time as well.
  • You are allowed to stop, discard and begin a new test at any time during the testing period.
  • You are allowed to retake the test later, if you have time left during the testing period.
  • Your score will not only be based on correct answers, but also the percentage of questions you tried to answer, whether right or wrong.
  • Someone will grade every test, whether complete or not, and maybe you’ll find out your score some day. (Chances are, somewhere in the back of your mind, you’ll know how well you did.)
  • The whole class will be graded on the same, simple scale, that is never fully revealed.
  • It’s not a contest, so there are no winners and losers.

Into the sunsetIn this situation, you only really have control over certain things, so you’d might as well make the most of it with what you know in the time you have.

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August Is Running

August 14th, 2007 · 4 Responses

The month is moving on me so fast.

Here’s what it feels like:

Big faceWork, work, work, dogs, dogs, wife, wife, eat, sleep, work, work, work, work, friends, friends, email, work, work, work, fishing, dogs, dogs, poo, music, truck, truck, money, wife, wife, wife, family, family, work, work, work, work, beer, laugh, friends, family, family, thoughts, wife, wife, dogs, work, food, sleep, money, wife, work, truck, music, idea, friends, family, work, wife.

In the mean time, here’s what I was thinking about at this time, last year: Hooray for me and Meghan.

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