Today I had a series of meetings, each of them were M2B:) moments. One was with a friend about to embark on his own “mission” to make the world a better place. I was lucky enough to hear about his plan and be asked for help. I love when that happens. Then I dropped off stuff at my accountant’s place in hopes my tax burden for 2009 will be properly assessed and filed. Since I don’t yet know the damage I can find joy in completing my part in the tax prep task. Next, I took a drive to Orem where I delivered an out of print book and cd of mine to a friend and finally I arrived at a meeting with some hip and happening creative guys who want to help me make some M2B:) MUSIC VIDEOS.
Although I’ve been involved in producing or directing music videos for other artists, or for songs I’ve written, I’ve never actually been in a music video myself so this was a new experience. Before we began brainstorming ideas for videos of M2B:) songs my young friends showed me examples of their work. I immediately realized that the stuff was possibly cooler, hipper, younger and more happening than I am, or ever will be, but I decided to let myself believe that I belonged in this meeting and that my songs deserved the kind of treatment these techno wizards were suggesting.
Have you ever been shopping for clothes with someone from a younger generation and as you see them come out of the dressing room with the best of current fashion you think what’s good on them might be good on you….and then you discover that you’re not wearing the clothes, THEY are wearing you? Well, this wasn’t like that at all.
That’s why it was such a M2B:) moment for me. I didn’t pass judgment too quickly. I listened and asked questions and started “what if-ing” ideas with them and took age and hippness and everything like unto it OUT of the equation. I became Bucky for a while and just started imagining the possibilities. I left the meeting excited and happy.
When I got to the car I exhaled and quit holding in my stomach. For some reason, when I’m in meetings with young people I must subconsciously think I’ll “youthen” if I hold in my gut. Can’t help it. Come to think of it, just letting the ole spare tire slink over the edge of my Calvin Kleins was a mighty happy moment as well. I’ll be honest. I’m wondering, right now, if THAT wasn’t my happiest moment of the day.
Doesn’t matter. It’s all good.
PS If you’re interested, or would like to suggest ideas for our low budget music videos, the 3 songs we’ve chosen are: MISSION TO BE HAPPY, SICK ‘N TIRED and WITH PAUL AND JOHN. I know you’re all very busy, but if you find yourself overwhelmed with music video flashes of genius regarding any of these songs please share. If you dream up something brilliant and we can work your idea into the video here’s how I’ll say thank you: I’ll find a way to come over to your house, I’ll bring a copy of the book and cd AND a DVD of the videos and we’ll have a special mission to be happy zone conference in your living room with your choice of friends and family. You’d have to supply the treats, but I’ll bring my own insulin.
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What a fun adventure!!
M2B:) Videos?! That sounds awesome!!! Good luck!!!
Having the opposite experience with age these last few weeks. Happy they’re over (even though I’m still old).
at some point in Paul and John you need to have 4 guys going across the street on a crosswalk and during one of your OOOOHs you need to have them look at the camera and sing Ooooh. I think that would be cute. Good luck!
I don’t know how or if this is even possible to fit into a video but I can tell you from experience I say, “I”m sick and tired of being sick and tired” A LOT!!! So, here’s my take on being sick and tired of being sick and tired.
When I was in the hospital last, and sick and tired of being sick and tired…….when I left, I decided to leave my wonderful nurses a gift! A gift that said, “I’m outta here!! I’m blowin’ this joint”! So, I took my bed ban which if you turn it over, looks like a skull. I drew a smiley face on it, put it on my pillow, put pillows in my bed, pulled up the blankets, and had my husband wheel me the heck out of that place!
I giggled the entire way to the elevator wishing I could be a fly on the wall of my room when the nurses found my ‘gift’.
I may still be sick (Ha! In more ways than one)……but I don’t have to wallow in it. There is still joy and humor to be had and found.
bed pan. That would be BED PAN. Not bed ban…..although that works too!
Ok, I will be gentle…DUDE!! How many guys out there doing music videos have created a Broadway Muscial hit?
We appreciate your honesty and know the funny feelings you described BUT you are only as old as you wanna be!! YOU set the style and trend and you will be followed. Trust us, you forget how much talent and strength you have… go for it and love every minute of it!! We are all with you and cannot wait to see them!!
oh btw, I sent the lyrics of Toodle-oo to my oldest daughter who was have a tough time. She LOVED them and could totally relate. I knew she would. You do that. That spawned a 4 hour phone conversation. Thank you!!