Sometimes chance isn’t randomness in disguise

27 07 2009

The keyword of the title is sometimes because most of the times people are full of shit.

Give me a couple paragraphs or so of back story to back up the previous claim.

In late May, my buddy Alex emailed me saying he was coming up to New York for Internet Week and needed a place to crash. My initial thoughts: why the hell would he want to come up watch nerds and widget junkies (a new term I just came up with…yay or nay???) act awkward towards each other because they’ve only met online. But then I told him I’d go to a couple events with him anyway–I mean, you truly never know who you’ll meet by immediately saying no to whole thing.

The first night, at a Mashable after party my buddy Walt told me to go, I saw my friend Miko. After we said our hellos, she asked if I was going to SoundCtrl, to which I immediately replied, “What is SoundCtrl” and “Should I know know about it?”. She said it was the ONLY music-themed event at Internet week. That was enough for me to go, so she hooked me up with a VIP pass for the event the following night at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Annex in Soho. I was extremely intrigued with the concept on top of wondering how connected the guys who run it must be to get Chuck D to speak and Pepsi to sponsor it.

First SoundCtrl Event

I got there a little early because I hoped I would be able to walk around the museum before the event started and I was completely WRONG. When I finally got in, I was:

  • Excited to see Chuck D speak
  • Pumped for the open bar as well as to try out the short-lived Pepsi Throwback
  • Ready to network with people since that is an integral part to these types of events

Chuck D was nothing short of a perfect speaker for this event and everyone spoke in his shadow…and that’s all I got to say about that.

Me "patiently" waiting outside

Me "patiently" waiting outside

Front row raging

Front row raging

The Legendary Chuck D

The Legendary Chuck D

Hip-hop up and comer Wale (click: to download his SICK new mixtape

Hip-hop up and comer Wale (click to download new mixtape)

(Source: SoundCtrl Facebook Page)

Alright guys, I’m not gonna lie to you. This is gonna get kinda weird…two dragons. (note: inside joke)

After Internet Week, I was pretty amped again about diving into the tech part of the music industry, so I emailed Nate from NY Tech Weekup about hosting a music-themed Tech Meetup. He replied saying I should contact Jesse from Soundctrl. As I read the email, I was laughing. I thought to myself, I guess I need to get involved with these guys, so I emailed Jesse, we met at his office, and hit it off real well. We decided there was enough NY-based music tech companies to kiiiiill it for an October meetup.

Fast forward to last Thursday

Four sangrias deep at the open bar with my friend Jo, I finally found Jesse to catch up for a few minutes. He told me Nate was totally into the idea, but it was a tossup between music and gaming. Fuck gamers…don’t they have a DDR competition or Warcraft convention to go to anyway?

I began accumulating a list of companies in my head until the event, entitled Artist Disruptors, began. I won’t lie. I thought it was slightly dry until Chrisette arrived late after a music video shoot. Jo and I both agreed that she was hilariously honest and insightful to unique ways to get and sustain fans using both on and offline tactics. She realized, unlike a lot of other musicians, that Twitter is a tool on the belt of Social Media, in order to get people’s attention, as opposed to the end all solution. Just like streams of income as a musician, your promotional and marketing tactics should be diversified and spread out because one is bound to collapse.

Jo, Some guy who I met in the bathroom, me, and the guy's friend

Jo, Rando Guy, me, and Rando Guy's friend

Anyways, enough of my rambling. Jesse and I got a little list in mind for potential music tech companies for a meetup, but we are TOTALLY open to suggestions to mull over before we actually pitch the idea to Nate, so please contact me if you got any ideas. Hopefully in a couple weeks, I’ll have some good news and details for the event. Until then, brainstorm!





Turning crowds into fans

20 07 2009

I’ve thrown back a couple Sierra Nevadas, I’m relaxing in bed, and reading Tribes until I pass out with the book in my hand.

This one part caught my attention as my eyes were closing:

“A crowd is a tribe without a leader. A crowd is a tribe without communication” (page 30).

If you’re a musician, you have to ask yourself before you hit the stage, “How can I turn this crowd into fans,” regardless if it’s 20, 10, or even 5 people in the audience.

Every person counts in the long run and I’d rather be in a crowd of 5 that give a shit than 500 who are lame and not into it. And for every person of the crowd that you convert into a member of your tribe, it’s another 20+ that that person will tell and 1 or 2 that they’ll drag to your next show.

Be the leader that they’re looking for and embrace them with your music and words. Regardless if you’re in hip-hop or even world fusion, there are people that can relate to you and are in need of a leader to take cues on what to listen to, what to read, who to vote for, how to dress…

Basically, don’t let a crowd stand still–be a leader, keep reminding them why to care, and they’ll be fans for life.





The Art of Playing the Wind

20 07 2009

So yesterday was an unique day…and I say that in the literal definition:  being the only one of its kind.

I woke up around 9am, ready for a full day in Long Island with my friend Jo (also, see if you notice the guy in her twitter profile pic).  We got to Hicksville (yes, there’s a town called Hicksville) around 1 to my friend’s girlfriend’s parent’s house.

My buddy of 16 years, Neil, and his lovely girlfriend Ari handpicked a place for brunch called Citron in the neighboring town Roslyn.

me, neil, and bk

(Note:  Neil is in the middle and the Legendary BK on the right)

When we got to the restaurant, we randomly bumped into our friend from Philly’s Mom.  Apparently, she grew up down the road and was in visiting an old friend.  That sort of shit happens to me all the time, but it’s always a surprise and fresh experience.

When we finally sit down, Jo and I realized that Citron was one of those places that has soooo much tasty food to choose from that we can’t choose at all.  All the more reason to go back I guess.  Jo unconvincingly chose a burger and quickly got up to talk to the waitress.  When she sat back down, I asked what she ended up picking, to which she replied, “I told her to choose a crepe for me as a surprise”.  Overall, the meal was delicious, the conversation was enriching and entertaining, so when it came time to leave, I felt fulfilled in multiple ways.

On the ride back to Ari’s parents, she opened the sunroof to the car and Neil began to “play the wind” putting his hands up in the air and using the wind against the car as a percussion instrument…genius!!!  I desperately wanted to try it out, so when Jo and I were leaving Rock the Bells at Jones Beach, we tried out dueling wind playing and shoddily attempted to film it using Jo’s almost-dead camera.  It took us about 20 miles of going in the wrong direction on an open road to realize we were going the wrong way, but I don’t regret it because this rare opportunity of wind playing at 75mph was well worth the lost time and wasted gas.

So next time you’re bored on an open road, open your sunroof and try playing the wind (caution:  driving and wind playing, although fun and exhilarating, is awesomely unsafe).  If you don’t have a sunroof, steal a car with one or get a chainsaw and cut yourself one.

Next time I give it try, I promise there will be videos.





Ebb and flow usually balances out

1 07 2009

Balance is a concept I’ve struggled with my whole life. Whether it was trying to balance out school, athletics, and being a social adolescent growing up or more recently balancing out passion and monetary compensation.

For the past couple weeks, I have reached peak highs and lows as a result of exciting business opportunities taking form, but I desperately tried to stay realistic and focus on facts as opposed to assumptions. Assumptions are one way emotional trip to one or more of the following: ignorance, misunderstanding, disappointment, anger, hatred, impatience…basically, not pleasant things.  This can be applied to waiting on a record contract, colleges acceptance, getting a job, relationships, or even blood tests.

For example, I assumed, growing up, that I would fail at riding a bike from a lack of balance, so I never really tried. It took a push (literally and figuratively) from my gal Virginia to get me on a bike for the first time since sophomore year of college this past Sunday. After ten minutes of practice, I left on a four hour journey around most of Manhattan with a pit stop lunch in Central Park. Pretty damn amazing feeling. For 24 years, I was a cyclist who never road a bike.

After an overall horrible day today, I began to think about my trip on Sunday. Finding balance on a bike helped me realize what I was capable of and how to find the balance in other parts of my life as well (and these most certainly can be applied to up and coming bands as well):

  • Compromise (definition–an agreement or a settlement of a dispute that is reached by each side making concessions) but don’t compromise (definition–the acceptance of standards that are lower than is desirable)
  • It takes certain level of failure in order to succeed
  • You have to understand before you assume
  • Patience doesn’t allow you to capitalize on the moment, but intensity often leads to carelessness
  • My balance isn’t your balance.
  • The ebb and flow of life tends to balance out in the end.  Appreciate the good, but realize it isn’t gonna be good forever and, on the flip side, the same is true for the bad (note:  good and bad are relative terms to be self-defined)

So regardless if you’re in riding a bike, trying to salvage a horrible day, or starting a new band, balance is a tenet to live by.  And think about this: balance is different than stability.  I’d prefer balance, but I won’t tell you why just yet.