2/21/2017 7:52:22 AM
I read this blog of yours, Mr Stambaugh.
And maybe I'm not the first person you want to hear any sort of pep talk from.
Nonetheless, I'm having a go at it just the same if you will allow.
You are by no means a symbol of futility, or however you put it.
Okay perhaps you feel like that, I can feel pretty awful about myself
sometimes, when I think of all that I was SURE I was going to become,
and the reality of how it's all panned out, so far anyway.
I blame myself, constantly, for things not working out.
Though some of my mistakes in life,
were simply because I am as God made me, so I just as well could blame God.
Not that this would much help either.
I think the fact that you and I both grew up in the probably most
wondrous and magical time in the known history of music,
the 60s (and the younger generations may yawn, but they have no idea at all)
well, we were formed in the time of miracles, Mr Stambaugh.
Made us see things a little bit differently.
Made us believe that you COULD just come along and Be The BEATLES.
And, maybe, today, it is just more complicated than that.
I do know this,
you are a smarter businessman than I think you probably realize yourself,
and it may well be,
that the very 'person of deliverance' upon whom you wait,
I mean sure, if we're talkin' Crazy talented, and you need help
with some tracks, 'cause after all the site running stuff you're
just plain ol' exhausted, well, any time at all.
You need tracks, ol' Crazy talented here with the capital "C" has you covered.
But, I am possibly the most annoying person left on the planet.
There was Andy Kaufman, but he died a while ago,
and come on, he set out to be that,
I remember watching him and thinking,
'well this is a novel direction to take one's career in....'
I'm annoying simply incidentally.
Sort of like Sheldon Cooper on The Big Bang Theory.
I have no idea how Jim Parsons manages to so nail my persona,
it's truly a wonder to me.
But I don't wanna make this about me.
Because I'm an idiot, an idiot/savant,
but definitely an idiot,
I can tell you this though,
I do believe, I am a very Blessed Idiot.
Part of that Blessing,
is that I was able to do all this,
and I was, because My Angel Of Mercy, Vanessa, my late wife,
who left over four years now.
Without her, none of you would ever have heard of me.
I try to 'give back' what I can, and when I can.
Which is why, regardless of anything else,
any time you need tracks for something,
you can always come to me, and I will not tell you no.
You just gotta deal with a pain in the ass that is me,
and if I could do something about that, don't you suppose that I would?
But I'll still do it!
Now, that, in one small way,
is, a Blessing, which you have not considered.
And my point being, you have Many Blessings....
And there may indeed be something to,
telling you that maybe the 'break' you are waiting for,
is realizing how much, you may be, your own deliverer of it all working out.
Look, the simple mechanics,
people, need good music, the industry's forgotten that,
people still go listen to the old stuff and what not,
and here, at IMP, good music thrives,
so it's really, in business language, a matter of 'connecting the dots',
you got your product here, you got your people who need it here,
so you figure out how to connect the dots.
You do so much, and yeah, I'd want people to know about all that too,
and it's hard, to think you gotta do more, 'cause 'we're not there yet'.
Well this is why, despite all the hullaballoo and confusion
which has sometimes plagued our working relationship,
I will not hesitate to let you know,
I am still in your corner, and any time you need some amazing
kick ass tracks, Dude, you got 'em. All to it.
It's A Wonderful Life Scott Stambaugh.
Try and just, keep going, even when you don't know how you do.
That's all I'm doing.
I don't know how much I believe in me personally,
although I know God gave me some Crazy talent,
lotta talent, lotta crazy,
and sometimes I look at me,
and wonder what the hell God was thinking,
but, I believe, on most days, God has a plan.
Sometimes, the time we win a fight,
is just beyond that point when we feel all spent,
yet for shits and giggles decide to keep punching any damned way.
Life is funny like that. Ya never know.