Tonight, I hosted an event at the Towne Mall called, Cultural Awareness and Diversity, with Music. It was a public education event. Let me make this clear. I like to write. Not type inparticular, write. You know, writing. Pencils and pens on paper. Why do I mention this? I’ll get to that in a moment. My show was a success. Applauds and cheers abound myself and my performers. This was the hand I had in setting up the show:
- I wrote the script and researched the data with hard facts; all sources cited.
- I created a prop table tri-panel display for patrons.
- I cleared the red-tape with the paperwork required for my performers and the mall venue. (Performer Liaison)
- I set up all the equipment myself.
- Layed out soundtrack background music for intros
- Head of audio
- head of video
- personally performed four culture edifying songs
Of course it was my show, so all of this was what I wanted to do. I did the show because I felt the need to keep myself busy inbetween semesters and felt the need to give myself a more comprehensive responsibility. So what’s my gripe? My video feed did not come through fluent. My feed was disrupted a couple of times throughout the show. I used my back-up camera to record video from a tri-pod, and my entire event was not filmed. I feel slighted. I cant say, “hey check out my last show. It was great. I posted it online”. There was no possible way for me to supervise the filming while narrating, assisting, and performing. Still, I will supplement the lack of a fluent feed with tangible reports on the event from multiple aspects, for documentation.
This is repulsive. The very idea is less than me. I host a successful event and contribute to 100% of the coordination for booking and the overall success at the very respectable venue. Imagine that I feel I have to get on the internet, social media, and tell people about the success of my event. Think that I have to do this in order to seek some validation for what I know was a success and what I know actually occurred. The fact I do not have video footage (I haven’t yet looked to see what I actually got on film) to mean that I have to scrounge for proofs that I was even there. Me. Using my internet time to make an impression on people that arent a benefactor. I do wish that I had the video so that a potential benefactor could look at my previous works and feel comfortable backing me. Still, any investor worth their tongue in salt would read my reports I’ll put together documenting the event, along with some stills.
So the event was fine and beyond the cheers and aweful hastenings of attention, I was most pleased when a woman told me good job tonight and “I actually learned something”. She actually learned something. This proved the success for me. This was a public education event. Certainly, my acts and myself were entertaining to watch. The woman gaining some knowledge of our area’s diversity in culture by being at my event proves that my research and event hosting delivery was affective.
This thing called social media. I want to get online and enjoy myself. Or get on the internet and research, compile data, and fashion it into something entertaining or in otherways beneficial. The thought that I would need to not only keep my real-life goals an order of the day, but I would need to update social networks as a daily activity in order to make sure I don’t slip through the crevice of interpretive stature, is an insult to my actual person. I never had to try to be anything I am not. And for me to be all that I am and have to scrounge the afterbirth of my creative conceptions (video and photos that I have to take myself, for that matter) in order to have a say in a trendy conversation, or prove to people entertaining themselves online that I actually see my real face in the mirror, is less than me.
I appreciate the talents that were involved in my, Cultural Awareness and Diversity, with Music, event. I am also glad that the purpose of the event was instilled. People learned something. As another potential success looks up to me from this notebook with my signature in it, I conclude my message. I am glad to say somebody learned something at my event, most of all.