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Equal parts boyband lover and indie snob. Warning: This music blog may give you genre whiplash.
So I’ve spent some time reblogging all my past posts onto this new blog. URL has been moved here, so it’s really the same thing. All of my posts are original content, they’ve just been reblogged from my own old blog! Sorry about the confusion.
Lydia x@4 months ago
We’ve all seen those Disney-starlet careers-gone-bad. You know, those singers that are splashed across the front page of every tabloid, just to feed society’s morbid fascination with human train-wrecks. I’m not going to name any names, mainly because I’ll be doing plenty of that later.
At some point in the life of the “child” star, probably around 18 or 19, it becomes painfully apparent that longevity, rather than market saturation, should be the ultimate career goal. If this young media-magnet has operated under the classic child star pattern, they will still be, at 18, upholding the ideals and image that got them fame and success in the first place, probably many years ago.
What is so wrong about that? If it works, it works, right?
In this case, No. Humans are in a constant state of change and evolution. Even before the supposed speed-change-age that many attribute to technology, change was still a major part of the careers of artists. When you think of Shakespeare, the first work that comes to mind is probably either Romeo and Juliet, Macbeth, or Hamlet. From 1589, William Shakespeare was known as a playwright for his comedies and histories. He did not start writing tragedies, considered some of his finest works, until 1608, well into his career. Shakespeare was able to change and still find success because although he changed his genre, he stayed true to the writing style that had led crowds (if not all the critics) to fall in love with him at The Rose Theatre.
Now, to use a perfect foil to Shakespeare: Miley Cyrus. A few years ago, when she realised she was staring at a life of washed out Disney, Southern Belle-ness, Miley panicked and did a full 180 degree flip. Although the now very adult (almost annoyingly so) star seems to be doing well enough, with her new single “We Can’t Stop” slowly climbing the top 10 of the Billboard Hot 100, only time will tell whether Miley’s complete change in image has alienated too many fans for her to maintain a career.
The modern pinnacle of successful career change is, of course, Justin Timberlake. So, what did JT do that took his brand in a more successful direction than that of Britney and Miley?
Justin brings his past with him. He evolves, building on past versions of himself. By doing this, he is able to retain current fans as well as gain the new ones that are attracted (Who wouldn’t be attracted to Justin Timberlake?) to his new evolution. Justin has been able to break out of the “boy band” mold and turn himself into the head of a genre, the face of a generation, and the comedian of popular culture. Does he try to shirk his past as the ramen-haired, cheesy N*SYNC member? No. Instead, he thanks his fans from that era and invites them to join him on his journey as he changes at a normal, human pace.
So, reader, what does this have to do with you?
If you’re a young artist, this is especially relevant to you. Adolescence is the stage of life where change happens most quickly and is most fickle. Once you’ve targeting a fan-base that relates to your brand, do not completely change and alienate them. What you can do, however, is evolve with your fans. Don’t be afraid to grow up, especially since that’s exactly what your fans will be doing. Growing up is inevitable- don’t take your brand to a place that doesn’t allow for growth, and don’t be static. Be dynamic!
If you’re an older artist, there is still a lesson to learn from all this. Life doesn’t stop changing when you hit thirty, and neither will you or your fans. By this point, you probably know what works for you and what doesn’t. If you feel like you’ve been dynamic for too long, experiment. Target your values, then evolve within those values. If your music and image is about having fun and living life, as long as you use those as your base inspiration for any new aspect of your career, your brand can remain coherent while undergoing a healthy, much needed update.
Don’t just change, Evolve.
Build upon your Past.
Stick to your Values.
Originally written for 12South Music, 26 July 2013.
Okay, okay, I know they’re called Frank Turner and the Sleeping Souls, but you assumed I was talking about his backing band.
A few weeks ago, I had the pleasure of seeing Frank Turner at 3rd and Lindsley here in Nashville. Despite my excitable fangirl emotions, I managed to resist jumping him. I wish I could say the same about the muscular dude in the bro-tank who was white-girl wasted, but I also have to admire him for his (alcohol-induced) reckless abandon which allowed him to jump and squeal like a tween at a One Direction concert. But, as Frank says,
We’re not trying to shape the world so people think like us, We just want our own space to dance, no favours no fuss.
Maybe that dude knows something I don’t, but I’m going to go with the more likely option that he was just drunk off of his ass.
In addition to the token Drunk Bro, other audience gems included some overweight punk chicks, some anorexic punk chicks, these two old drunk guys that were dancing weirdly on a chair, a teen boy decked out in full Frank Turner merch, among many more.
See, the great thing about Frank Turner is that his music isn’t for punks, or rockers, or hipsters. It’s for whoever wants to enjoy it. End of.
To leave you with a Turner lyric that was especially poignant when he played it at 3rd and Lindsley:
I was raised in middle England, not in Nashville Tennessee, And the only thing I’m offering is me.@5 months ago
Things I learned:
Jackson Browne isn’t black.
John Stamos is sexy even when he isn’t being sexy.
Security guards lose their crap in front of Vin Diesel.
Los Angeles isn’t always warm.
First of all, here’s some proof that I was there:
Here’s me with Jackson Browne on the red carpet for MusiCares Person of the Year:
Here’s me behind Tyrese, who I escorted for the GRAMMYs:
And finally, here’s me with some friends on the red carpet after the mayhem:
Now that we’ve established that I’m not a filthy liar, I’ll tell you a little bit about my experience.
In case you live under a rock, I’ll start by telling you that Bruce Springsteen was the honoree for this year’s MusiCares Person of the Year. Before the media blitz happened, our supervisor quizzed us on the physical appearances of the talent (it’s not imperative to know, just handy). When he gets to Jackson Browne, the group goes silent. Not one person spoke up. So, being the smart-kid-that-can’t-deal-with-awkward-silences-after-questions-asked-by-authority-figures person that I am, I just decide to guess, and this comes out of my mouth:
"Isn’t he black?"
*Cue the uncontrollable laughter of my supervisor.
*Cue him calling over all staff and security and saying, “Hey, this girl thinks that Jackson Browne is black!”
*Cue more pointing and laughing.
*Cue my friends slowly backing away from me as they simultaneously throw me under the bus.
Fast forward to everyone breaking to go about their business, and three or four of my friends come up to me and say, “Hey, I thought he was black too.”
REALLY? THANKS, GUYS.
Also, I was thinking James Brown, with is silly since I know full-well that he is dead. *Googles “James Brown” to make sure he is indeed dead.*
Maybe in some parallel universe, James Brown is still alive and Jackson Browne is black.
Anyway, fast forward again to the actual event. I’m just lalala waiting in line for my turn to escort someone, when my supervisor calls me to the front of the line and says, “Okay, I’m putting you with Jackson Browne. Here are his publicist and friend, I’ve already told them that you thought he was black.”
*Cue them having a jolly good time laughing at me.
*Wow, we cue a lot.
Thankfully, they were wonderfully nice people who really liked me. I’ve been so blessed that in all my experiences, I’ve never had a mean publicist or manager *knocks on wood*.
When Mr. Browne himself climbed out of the car, the first thing his publicist said was, “This is your escort, Lydia. She thought you were black.”
Then I, being all smooth-like, went, “But uh… Now I know you’re not. Clearly. Uh. Hi.”
I’m awkward sometimes.
At least they said, “We’ll be telling the “Lydia Story” for many years!”
You’re welcome. I planned it that way. Gotcha!
This one’s shorter: Basically, I was standing right at the edge of the carpet when John Stamos got out of the car. It was raining, so everyone was really flustered, including John, right? Nope. He stepped out, shook some rain from his hair, and started walking. Right as he went to readjust his slim-cut black jacket, he turned to the side and made eye contact with me. I didn’t know mental memory photos were things, but I sure as hell took one. I wish I could share it with you all.
Have Mercy! (In Uncle Jesse voice)
For the actual GRAMMYs on Sunday, I escorted a lot of really lovely people: Brent Fischer, nominated (and won!) for Best Latin Jazz Album; D’Manti, a beautiful and scantily clad latina singer; Glenn Hughes, bassist from Deep Purple; Radmilla Cody, nominated for Best Regional Roots Music Album; and Tyrese and Vin Diesel, who showed up together to promote The Fast and the Furious 6 (2013).
By the time Vin and Tyrese showed up, the security guards were yelling at everyone to clear the carpet. They don’t mess around with that stuff. It’s actually quite terrifying. However, when they saw Vin Diesel, everything changed.
Suddenly, these huge, bulky bullies turned into fangirls.
I heard: “I love you, Vin. You’re my man.”
"I’ve seen all your movies, man."
"I love you, Vin Diesel."
"You come on through, Vin. You’re awesome."
So, we basically got to do the red carpet with only a few other people. It was nice.
Also, Vin Diesel is actually quite soft-spoken. I had to physically move him to his interviews at times.
It was cold, and I suffered. No one wants to being wearing practical clothes when everyone looks like a fairy princess, so I just froze my butt off. Also, it’s freezing when you’re waiting for talent to arrive, but roasting once you get on the carpet.
You just can’t win. Los Angeles, you lied to me. I wanted sunshine! I wanted warmth!
The Number 1 thing I learned about myself was that I want to work even more behind the scenes than I thought. Celebrities are just people, and I get a little cynical watching all the hype. The media makes me really angry sometimes. I’ve seen so many talented artists get turned away for media coverage just because they’re not someone who little girls want to squeal over, or no one cares what they had for breakfast. Why do people care what Justin Timberlake has for breakfast, anyway?
I’m jaded. Welcome to Hollywood.@9 months ago with 2 notes