Adam Duritz once sang that he wanted to be Bob Dylan. Well for one brief moment last night, I wanted to be Adam Duritz.
The Cain Park Amphitheater was filled with people who came, who paid (!), to hear him sing about his feelings. He led into one song by saying that he had been involved with a girl from around here eleven or twelve years ago. She drove him crazy. That relationship led to a number of songs.
We came to hear him. I confess that I want people to come to hear me. No, not sing. The only thing worse than my singing is my golf game. This blog is my stage. And the concept of people intentionally coming here is emotionally gratifying.
Intentionally is the key word. Some people stumble upon Again? Really? while searching for a particular topic. Some get hooked by the titles. And of course, some of the visitors to this blog just like to see me tied up and gagged. But intentional visitors, people who subscribe, who read the new posts and even, occasionally, explore the archives, are my packed house.
And witty, on point comments are like having the audience singing along.
Dave,
I have shared your column with West Coast friends. So you have fans in CA. A response to the Again?Really? link I shared: “Wow! This guy is really good -and funny! Do you know him? My reply: “He’s my insurance agent & more than that – I am proud to have him as a friend.”
Thank you, Sandy. You are too kind.
Dear David,
I intentionally read your Again? Really? Blog and reply to make sure you don’t worry that I may have fallen off the earth. I dread the thought of you putting my face on a milk carton. As to today’s installment: I also crave Positive Feedback. May your audience continue to show up and enjoy the ride.
No Names Please
I confess…I haven’t contributed much to said “emotional gratification,” but why read your blog when I can come to your office and hear your dramatic readings live and in-person…accompanied by a rock concert?
We all want to be big big stars, yeah, but we got different reasons for that.