Video Bathroom

I’ll keep this brief as I’m writing this from my phone before a meeting: if it wasn’t for moving my work to the Internet, I would never have had gigs on four continents. I would never have been asked to share my opinion on the artform to people much smarter than myself. I would never have started to work on a feature film with the RZA based on an idea I had. I would just be struggling. Now, I’m hustling.

molls:

maryrambin:

— friends from high school I haven’t seen in a while, last night.  I think I counted a total of 38 times I was asked this question from 2 guys within the hour.

Bloggers, do you find people poke fun at “your little blog” because they haven’t wrapped their mind around the concept, importance and value of digital and grass roots marketing?  But despite that, they still want to be a part of it….doesn’t make sense….makes them look ignorant and naive on multiple levels if you ask me.

The same is true for people’s perception of twitter, even though every brand, restaurant, grocery store, and public bathroom tweets regularly.

Do you agree?

Fuck. I have been writing an essay on this in my head for about a year, but I’ll just say what I have to say now:

I have come to the conclusion that 99% of my “traditional media” friends think what I do with my life is a fucking joke. I can’t tell you how many times someone’s looked at me and said “Are you Tweeting that?” or “What’s new on the blogs, Molls?” in a mocking way. More often than not I just laugh at them in a way that makes them feel better about their ignorance, “Oh! Hahah! Clever you! Yes! Yes! I do like the Internet! I have found myself a home to whore my wares on the world. You’re right.”

Other times I get defensive, “Oh. You and your open mic nights and endless auditions are really, really bold. Look at you, you little trailblazer! Look at you going on commercial auditions and taking one million acting classes and never getting noticed by anyone but the casting director for a national Alpo spot. Yes. You are much, much more ‘real’ than me. You are doing things exactly the way you’re supposed to. When you put it that way, it’s so clear that I’ve wasted the last six years of my life, roughly.”

Here’s the thing: Those people that mock me? They are the exact same ones that ask me to plug their live shows on my blog. Why? Because I have an audience that I’ve built for myself on that horrible, laughable, illegitimate Internet. Because despite the fact that I didn’t pay 500 dollars for a workshop with some reputable asshole so I could stand in a room with a bunch of other wannabes and pretend to be a tree or a cat or whatever the fuck those people do in those things, I have something you don’t have: the attention of the people whose attention I want.

Yes. It stings. It’s like when I was the first person wearing Airwalks in sixth grade and everyone would make fun of me. Not even a year later, the same kids were all complimenting me on how worn-in and comfy mine looked compared to theirs. You can rag on me all you want, but if you have to ask me to hold your hand or help you out, you should know how pathetic that looks. While you were busy making fun of me and not learning, I was doing me, creating my own destiny and attempting to afford myself the lifestyle I deserve because I’ve already figured out a pretty good system for myself.

Did you tape your SNL audition yet this year?