Death To The Multi-Talented
By Wil Forbis
You ever the hear the deal on Tom Scholz of the rock band Boston? Apparently, the demo tape he made for the band that got them their record deal was his "last shot" at rock and roll stardom. He was like 28 at the time and said to himself, "If this doesnít succeed, Iím going to just continue being an electrical engineer and go on with my life." So not only was he an outstanding keyboard player, decent guitarist, skilled songwriter and recording engineer, he was also an electrician*. I hate people like that, people who are multi-talented. People who can say things like "Well, even if I donít win the Gold in this year's Summer Olympics I can always fall back on my first love, advanced gynecology!" Where do these bastards come from?
Iíve always been more of a "Jack of All Trades, Master of None" myself. Sure Iíve dabbled in music, art, writing and whatnot, but I never really mastered any of them. And frankly, I think itís just my lot in life. Iíve known people whoíve had a "genius factor" that allows them to really take off in a certain pursuit, but in some ways that seems to be their undoing. Because itís so easy for them, it doesnít present enough of a challenge to make them really go all the way with it. Itís like those guys that can casually whip off an almost perfect rendition of "Eruption" on the guitar and then toss the instrument aside into their pile of empty Kentucky Fried Chicken buckets and 1978 CHIC magazines. Meanwhile, the rest of us pat ourselves on the back for a meager version of "Greensleeves." Makes you really sympathize with Salieri .
Course these days you really wonder why anyone tries anymore. Most fields of art and music have been taken over by hacks anyway. Why learn classical painting when some Greenwich Village hippie will pay a prostitute to throw up on a canvas and sell that for $23,000? Why pick out some interesting scales on the guitar when a bunch of tone deaf, college drop outs will come around, squawking meaningless lyrics over a chord progression they ripped of from Bob Dylan and go platinum? Why hone your craft as an actor when Keanu Reeves will just grabbed up the role from underneath you? ("Brilliant, Keanu, you remind me of a young Olivier, with the subdued presence of a pre-Graduate Hoffman!" "WhoaÖ Thanks, dude.")
Ahh, Iím not really as bitter as I sound. Iíve long since learned life isnít fair and that the pain of being passed over by the unskilled can be dissipated by taking your frustration and rage out on those you love. People see me as the demon when I throw broken whiskey bottles at 5 year old children and/or chase Mexican housewives through their homes in my 1973 Honda, but really, I canít help myself. Iím just protesting against a world gone mad. Instead of locking me up they should be locking up Leonardo DeCapprio, Jackson Pollack and Yo La Tengo (preferably in the same 4" by 4" cell.)
But itís all right. Iím sure everyone will appreciate me once Iím dead.
Wil Forbis is a well known international playboy who lives a fast paced life attending chic parties, performing feats of derring-do and making love to the world's most beautiful women. Together with his partner, Scrotum-Boy, he is making the world safe for democracy. Email - firstname.lastname@example.org
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