Happy Halloween Everyone!
This time of year everyone gets to be someone else. Caked in make up, wigs and masks we roam the streets hopped up on sugar!
I love fall, this is my season. Thereās a sense of change in the crisp, cold air. Just cold enough for a leather jacket! And even though itās always last minute, I love dressing up as someone or something else and going out with friends or doing a show on Halloween.
Butā¦
In this post Id like to talk about the masks we wear the other 364 days out of the year.
I just took a couple days to myself, no crew, no band, no loverā¦ Just me. I canāt remember the last time I flew somewhere on a trip without my posse! It was exhilarating.
As I was walking through the airport, I started imagining myself as the only human on this planet. And it got my thinking, How I would dress, act,eat, and drink if there was no one else around? Do I base my interests on how Iām perceived by others? Or am I truly being myself in a world so influenced by how others think?
Looking around at all the strangers, I thought of the veil we wear for other people, and the judgment we place on others based on whether or not we can identify with or understand the ācategoryā they fall into. The pretty chick with way too much makeup for the plane ride, or the dude next to me overly trying to convince me heās a millionaire (but he only flies red eyes for appearances). Would they still go about their day the same way if there was no one else around?
Everyone wants to have it (and everyone) all figured out, itās our nature as humans.
We have categories for music, sexual orientation, race, personalities, personality disorders, relationships, spirituality etc.
We are living in a constant state of āwho am I, who is she, what is he? Iām scared, what is that? Thatās different!! Eek! That makes me uncomfortable! I donāt understand that!! Where am I going in life!?ā Fear!!! Ahhhh!
Well, maybe itās because Iām not a teen or even in my 20s anymore, but in my 32 years of life..what Iāve discovered about myself, is that I do not fit fully into one box or the other in ANY aspect of my life.
To quote the great Jack Black āMy essence cannot be labeled!ā
Before I go on, I must be clear: I realize that it is a huge comfort for some people to find a place where they belong, a community or category where they fit in. Iām not knocking any community or group, because I am also surrounded by likeminded people and am in a musical circle that has helped shape who I am.
Iām talking specifically about not hiding behind the mask you put out there as āyourselfā and Never restricting yourself to a clique.
Iām talking about truly thinking of yourself as the Only one. Uniquely You. An original. And loving yourself for it.
And donāt be afraid of other people or bring them down just because you canāt fit them into any of your social squares.
Itās my personal view that as SCARY as it is to accept ourselves and each other for what we really are, if carried out, it is truly a path to happiness.
A lot of people speculate, and come to their conclusions of who I am, what I believe,who I love, and more specifically how I choose to love, or what my sex life entailsā¦.
āEverybody wants to know what I got going on below, everybody wants to see buy theyāll never get all of meā-Gonna Get Mine, Halestorm
Butā¦
My music is a spectrum of colors some not see able to the human eye.
My love is unfiltered, unapologetic, naked, vast and as mysterious as the ocean.
I am both light and dark, soft and strong,
whole and afflicted.
My beliefs arenāt written,and are unorthodox, and my own.
My life is Mine.
So, to name myself as just one thing or another would only scratch the surface to everything I am inside.
And Iām not saying I go around confessing every dark secret to everyone! This is for me.
Joe told me something the other day that stuck with me. ā if you are going to do anything, make sure you do it for youā.
Iāve had to accept, and now am very proud of ALL of the little pieces that make me who I am. Iām proud that I donāt fit in.
Career-wise, before we signed to Atlantic records (who always encourage us to be ourselves btw), every record company we met and showcased for told me, āwe like what you do, but have no idea where to put you or where you fit in this industry ā.
And 10 years later, still the oddball, but it was āsticking out like a sore thumbā, taking risks, and being ourselves that got us here.
I am writing this to encourage all of you to be braver than those who try to name you. Take off the mask, Love Yourself. Be your own label. Your own genre.
Remember It never pays to be a copy of someone else. That person already exists. Be something the world will only ever see once ā¦Be You
āSo you think that you know what I am, but you donātā- Sick Individual, Halestorm
Who Am I? I am Me.
I am Lzzy Hale.
That is my label, that is my category.
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