Rockstars Donāt Kiss And Run
If you know anything about social media, you know that everyone has something to say about it. Everyone has something to say about how to do social media. Everyone is a social media expert ā but not really. They are talking and just because they can talk (or write) doesnāt mean that they really know something about social media or how to do it.
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I want to tell them all, you aināt nothing but a Hound Dog. Worse than that - youāre a hound dog that pisses in the house ā
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ā Iām starting to hate the word, "social-media"
My problem is that social media has become mission-critical to the work, promotion, and marketing of the artist. I get that. I canāt ignore it. Through social media like Facebook, Twitter, and Triberr, I connect with the world. I can share my music, my work, and my life with you. We can get engaged.
But I have to shout it out so loud that I hate the noise. I hate the liars. I hate the takers.
Like The Dude writes about in the Economics of Friendship, thereās got to be a giving and receiving of meaningful actions and things. Maybe, all that you have to give back to me is a like, a comment, and a retweet (or wall repost). Thatās beautiful. I will receive it with joy and thankfulness.
Whatever you have to share or give to me, just make sure that it is sincere and full of your warmth and you. Just ālikingā things is kinda suspect to me. Thatās not engagement.
If you want to share or give me something that is counterfeit and fake, I donāt want it. If you want to tell me about social media tricks and tips that you donāt even use yourself, Iām going to get pissed off. I may even have to write a song about how itās people like you that make this world suck.
If you blog about engagement and community and you put it in front of my eyes, you better be engaging with me as a human being. Otherwise, one day Iām going to call you out by name and URL. Iām going to bring the world down on you. Because we donāt need more people like you in this world.
ā I share something significant and sincere
As an artist, I have something to give. Music and sound, for example. Itās something Iāve been doing for at least 15 years. Itās something I get paid to do. By that I mean, the value of my work and art has been confirmed by others. Iāve paid my dues and Iām still paying them. But thatās not all I have to explain to you.
When I share a song with you, Iām sharing something significant and sincere. It is the sum of years of passion and dedication to the music, accomplishments and defeats, and, yes, my experience as a human person.
Itās also hours and hours of work. In some cases, hundreds and hundreds of hours that includes everything from rounding up the musicians and getting them into the studio to recording them and re-recording them until the sound is right. Itās also the hours and hours of processing the sounds (piano, drums, voices, etc. ) individually and bringing it all together into something that is meaningful enough that people want it enough in their life to pay for it.
ā Thatās what I give and share
And social media? I want you to think about the chorus of Elvis Presleyās song, Little Sister. I want you to think about it for more than five minutes.
Little sister, donāt you
Little sister, donāt you
Little sister, donāt you kiss me once or twice
Then say itās very nice
And then you run
Little sister, donāt you
Do what your big sister done.
Presleyās song, Little Sister, describes the sick elephant in the social media ā the elephant that no one is talking about. For example, the dude is right when he pointed out that tragedy of Trey Penningtonās suicide. The tragedy is that he had 100,000+ followers on Twitter and Facebook and it meant nothing to him.
Trey Pennington was alone.
And Rockstars? Rockstars donāt kiss once or twice, say its nice, and then they run.
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