One of my sad realizations is to know of all the truly fine musicians there are in the world who will never be heard beyond a small circle of friends. Our world has lots of room for stock brokers, if seems, but the really useful people, like great musicians or artists, just do not have a slot so we can know and enjoy them. For example, I was enamored of Carly Simon’s singing, and I wondered how such a talent could emerge as famous. Then, I found out that Carly is daughter of the Simon of Simon and Schuster book publishers. I guess all Dad had to do was send a demo tape of her to the right person who would definitely listen to it and she gets famous.
I wonder how many really talented people are hidden because their dad is not important. On a group trip, the rather dumpy thirty year old woman sang for us one evening. She had all the ranges we hear about and sounded perfect to me. Likely she will marry, have some kids, and sing them to sleep, but never be heard from otherwise.
I was very sad to think of all that talent in her and probably millions more just sitting there inside these people and never coming out like their talent deserves. In fact, if you want to get a laugh today, just say “I am a musician” or “I am an artist.” Hoots of laughter and then the inevitable question, “But how do you make a living?” You answer, “I sell insurance.” Heads nod.
Wait, maybe that woman singing to her children is all the fame she needs. Her children are blessed to hear their Mom. I will have to think some more about this.