Thanks so much to you all for the great response to my Patriots Day post. I wrote it as a sort of personal catharsis to get my thoughts out into the world. Truly, I’m overwhelmed by how many of you liked it and passed it around, amplifying my little blog to a much bigger audience than I ever intended. See? Social media is good for something other than just ruining the lives of innocent people by posting “suspicious” images of them! It also helps me promote my shit!
Speaking of promotion, this raises a conundrum. I’m not sure whether I’m ready to get back to “business as usual.” If you’re new to the whole Brendan Boogie thing (if so… hi), “business as usual” for me means “bothering the living jeebus out of people about my shows and whatnot.” I get real shameless about it. I spend most of my energy talking about myself, my dumb opinions, and my various creative endeavors. It’s really unbearable. Hopefully, entertainingly so, but still. I completely understand when people are like “Dude – take it down a notch.” I mean, I’m not going to. But I totally get it when they say that.
Here’s the problem – I’ve got an upcoming show this Monday at TT the Bear’s Place with Randy Black and the Heathcroppers and Tsunami of Sound. It will be the Broken Gates’ last show for a little while as we head to the studio for recording. It should be a fun show and I’d love to get you all out to it.
Am I allowed to be obnoxious about it yet?
Sure, music performances can be a great building block in healing a community. I witnessed this first hand when I opened the amazing, moving FOR BOSTON benefit earlier this week. Hundreds of people I know and love gathered, sang, played, hugged, cried, and raised a ton of money. It was an amazing, heartfelt response to the tragedy and a big step in the healing process for a lot of us. I was honored to lend my voice to it.
My show on Monday isn’t that. It’s just a show.
Don’t get me wrong – it should be a really fun show. It’s important to me in the sense that it’s our last show for a while before recording. But it’s not Important. Not Important with a capital I, anyway. Definitely not all caps IMPORTANT. It’s a rock and roll show. We’re going to play songs and people are going to have fun listening to our music. It was planned way before the marathon bombings and is completely unrelated. It’s just your run of the mill kickass Monday night rock and roll show.
There’s always a strange moment after something like this – the first moment you’re NOT thinking about it. Sure, we won’t ever forget the marathon bombing, but we can’t realistically go on like we are (or at least I am) now – constantly thinking about the pain and anger every spare second I’m not actively distracted by some task or news story or shiny object. There comes a moment when you are just being yourself, living your life. Unfortunately for me, that self is all “WOOO! Come to my show! Listen to my music! Read my blog! Aren’t I hilarious and talented and brilliant? Validate me! WOOOO!” The “back to normal” me is kind of a needy prick. Am I ready to return to that? More importantly, are you guys?
I don’t really have an answer, but I guess I’ll just leave it at this: I mean no disrespect by reverting to my pre-bombing persona of shameless self-promotion. It’s just my way of trying to share myself and what I love with as many people as possible. And I’m not going to stop for any reason. Ever.
So come to TT’s on Monday! WOOOO! Show your tits! USA! USA!