And The Band Played On…

I really try not to be bitter. There's no point to it, and there's no joy to be had from feeling that way.

But, if I can just put it out there, that so many entertainers, comedians, magicians, caricature artists… whatever, will never be as popular as singers/musicians.

It's fair enough. Music can be one of the greatest things a human being can experience. I'll never forget how I felt the very first time I heard the opening to Thunder Road by Bruce Springsteen, or the opening theme to The Truman Show (It's A Life by Burkhard Dalwitz). And I'm not in any way religious, but Sanctus moves me every time I hear it.

However, when I spend hundreds of hours writing, performing, changing, improving, performing again and again and again, just to get that one extra laugh (which is totally worth it), and then I make way for another act, someone singing an already well known song, and they're plauded as a genius, the star attraction, well, it's hard not to feel a little hard done by. This person might be a great singer, but I couldn't go onstage and just say a bunch of jokes by Lee Evans. I'd be called out as a fraud, a thief of material, unoriginal. Rightly so.

Don't get me started on tribute acts for comedians. I'll never understand this. ‘You bear a passing resemblance to a comedian on TV. Why not stand on stage and recite that comedians act, word for word?’ It's baffling

I know, I know. It's different with music. I agree, it is different. But still, spending so much time and putting so much work into an original show, only to sell a handful of tickets, while someone singing Adele songs sells out every show, just seems a bit unfair.

I'm not looking for sympathy, or for a solution. I just wanted to vent a little. Hey, it's my blog. I'm allowed the occasional rant 😉