Singer/songwriter John Mayer’s most recent verbal blunder within the glossy pages of Playboy stole from him the type of respect artists get when they’re old and bent over because their successes are much too big to carry. Spouted were careless words and reckless views that would’ve easily been erased from a reporter’s archives two decades ago when respecting the private thoughts of those who lift our days were protected by a vow and or trust between the interviewer and interviewee.
Allegedly speaking, Babe Ruth would’ve never survived this modern state of news reporting where the above and below average, middle or upper class carry with them a reason to catch in the act their weight in worth, which is usually a cell phone lens full of unmistakable human humility…
Author Lou Solomon posted the subject: Speaking from Intention—putting focus on denial, excuses, missing it, the gap and doubt. What we’re learning from the untrained reporter is that every breath we take, the entire world is waiting to watch you. So Lou wanted to know how people reacted to this statement: I don’t have time to watch everything little thing I say.
In which category do you fit?
I’m already doing everything I can.
I could do this better if I worked with like minded people.
Some of the best outcomes will stay out of reach without intentional speaking.
If you selected A…you are the minority. B received the most votes.
Being at work is no different than growing up in the house you ran away from shortly after turning eighteen. Like mindedness is rarely found within the ranks of family and like those four corners of the world, how many successful businesses raised their potential by being a like minded company? Your gift of performance is expected to fit within the configuration…anything less creates discomfort.
No wonder Face Book and Twitter are currently rocking the giant blue marble called Planet Earth. The new age spiritual journey isn’t to find the maker but rather grip the brim of Harrison Ford’s Indiana Jones hat then set out to find someone who’s like minded. Not “If” but when there’s a disagreement, hit the button that shouts, “Remove!”
Divorce and separation are no different…the buttons to remove just cost more and usually help finance barely trained lawyers set on owning fancy homes with rich people coffee and creams on a table they swiped from a couple because one of them couldn’t foot the bill.
Should I have put a gap there? You know the gap! That tiny little space that can either create a complete thought or pull off a classic Simon Cowell example on American Idol where he didn’t tell the singer she sucked…the entire sentence didn’t go anywhere near where Talk Soup and other gibby gab Hollywood drama maker’s took it. Simon Cowell’s pause or gap made it look like he agreed with all America, this years collection of players, “S**K.” Did he mean to put a pause in the sentence? Did he realize what he was saying too late and attempt to find a conclusion to a thought already delivered?
The gap is a dangerous place to hang your Indiana Jones hat.
Lou posted and received these reactions: When someone insults me, there’s no reason to wait for the gap.
Great things happen when I choose my words.
You can’t let people take advantage of you.
It’s always wiser to think before you speak.
Without a pause or gap…what’s your reaction to Lou’s statement? If you said “A” you are in the middle. “C” is the king. Think before you speak.
Being an on-air radio junky, a thought provoker over a six second Dave Matthews intro…enormous amounts of thought and preparation goes into every performance. Yet if you were to interview me off the air…the man on the radio is nowhere near being the same. Great conversation begins with amble amounts of space to pour participation. If John Mayer had demanded that his manager or publicist be present during the Playboy interview…the questions and or layout of the interview would’ve been proofed.
In radio...we are protected by a 7 to 35 second delay. If something doesn't pop out right...its our highly trained ambition to reach over and hit the red button that dumps what was delivered.
I work with large microphones fully capable of recording everything that comes to life in the studio. From preachers to football and rock stars, to teachers to chefs and other visionaries set on trying to change the path of the planet…a lot is said, laughed at, mishandled and reshaped but none of it makes it out of my studio. In front of every client, visitor and or vocal motivator, the misquote, blunder, burp, cough, passing of gas and blooper is erased in front of them to never be heard again.
Trust is more valuable than the air we shove into our lungs. Once abused, the lack of trust will shoot your body, mind and soul into a moment of shock where you’ll spend the rest of your life gasping for that invisible something that’s readily available until the day someone decides to profit from your act of being 100% human.
Viral video’s get local news channel ratings. Viral video’s as of late have also served as a weapon of mass destruction on social networking sites that offer videos…and when you open it…a virus not only takes over your computer but everyone connected. What if for a moment we listened to our parents? What if we started to mind our own business? Would life truly get that much more boring?
Nobody liked Mrs. Kravitz on BeWitched. The nosey neighbor was the biggest pause, gap… How does your community of FB and Twitter friends look at you? Before radio I tried to be my mom’s perfect little angel. It got me nowhere, not even in the choir at church. Being a dork, part time loser, freak, weirdo, school boy, nerd, numbers puncher, music geek or pocket protector professor is cool but that doesn’t mean someone has to broadcast it. Being completely human is what we’re horribly afraid to do.
Suddenly we have a new name...we aren't the Baby Boomers, Generation X and Y...we are the collection of walkers who got nowhere because we spent way too much time watching what other people were doing. Between the years 1900 and 2000, billions of inventions gifted our lives with brilliant reasons why we should be proud to be American. Between 2001 and 2010...the farthest we've reached is the Send button on the computer screen.
arroecollins@clearchannel.com
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