LifewithDeento

Do you ever think of yourself becoming a performer? Thinking of yourself on stage performing for large crowds at a stadium. 

I remember once my Dad and I were at a concert and I forget who we saw that night but my dad looked up to me and said, “One day, that could be you up there!” Or it could’ve been, “one day, that will be you up there!” I don’t remember exactly what he said but when I start imagining myself up there, I start to think about all the annoying things that come with it.

First, I think of all the people who supported me early and how I want to always take care of them. Always free tickets to my shows and whatever I can afford to be able to support my family and my close family and friends. Then I start thinking of what typically happens in one of these stories, usually in the middle or before there is a reset in the story.

I fast forward to being strung out and young which I’m not anymore lol. So I can’t go back young and strung out but I feel most artists once they reach this stage they begin feeling like they are getting pulled into a million directions and people are always asking for something, usually not the real people but whoever is around in that part of the story. 

I start feeling anxious about something I’m imagining and start to re-think if I actually want to go down that path of “making it big.” 

Then, I think about everyone always recognizing you and think you have to act a certain way. I can barely do that now and that sounds exhausting. 

People are always taking your picture, trying to get you to do something stupid or make your butt look bigger than it is. I don’t know, you see where I’m going with this. 

I think I’ve gone over this scenario a million times especially after my thousandth live concert I’ve had in my shower, performing for my imaginary crowd. 

That would be too awkward to actually perform naked, would not recommend.

Sometimes, I feel I can be as delusional as the character the Joker in the recent “The Joker” movie. How he imagines himself on that talk show and things going well. Sometimes I have those daydreams too. But I guess it’s never bad to dream, maybe it will lead you somewhere, or an asylum. 

Anyways, that’s the main reason I’ll never be famous, because it seems too stressful. 

I guess I’ll just stay as your neighborly friend, Deento.