Wait, really? She was saying to have a backup is bad for Your Art?
From her Twitter:
the time you spend building extravagantly safe back-up plans is the time you should be spending on plan a. pay attention. #FuckPlanB
I don't know what she means by "extravagantly safe back-up plans", but I will say that if you're someone who survives on tour by making blog posts and sending multiple emails asking your fans to feed and house you (and all of your tour employees), then your own Plan A rather depends on other people's back-up plans.
I hear you about the conflicted when it comes to her.
I keep trying to think the best about her, because she's married to someone I respect. I really do try.
We're discussing sexualities that aren't the majority, but they're certainly larger than a group of one.
"Timsexual" seems like a fairly narrow parameter.
I finding the parsing important - because i don't have my own words for how I am. haveing a definition - however loosely I fit it - is very cool. and i got that today
if you're someone who survives on tour by making blog posts and sending multiple emails asking your fans to feed and house you (and all of your tour employees), then your own Plan A rather depends on other people's back-up plans.
Exactly. And I agree about her husband, but some days it's pretty tough.
Jilli, thanks for the twitter name of the spider person.
A few of my neighbors/neighbor's SOs are self supporting musicians, mostly classical, but also jazz and rock. A handful are financially secure enough now to own homes, and mostly around my age. It is fascinating to me, because in this town of MICA and Peabody and JHU, you have got to be damned good to achieve that level of demand locally, whether through performance or teaching. And even so, their lives are so itinerant (the viola-ists have regular summer gigs out of state,) especially those whose primary income is performance.
They all ran plan b at some point to get to where they are.
And it is so lovely to walk down the block hearing the strains of cello and violas and voice and guitar practices.
Oh, sara, you just reminded me of walking through the basement corridor at school past all the practice rooms--they were soundproofed to each other, but not completely to the corridor. The orations! The arias! The snatches of instrumental phrases as you walked past. Man, I miss that.
Oh, I should have realized. Part of it was started by comments from Amanda Palmer.
Color me ... yeah, should have seen that coming, actually.
I find her difficult. I just deleted the rest of what I wrote. But I find her difficult.
