I didnt want to post this because I didnt want to claim sour grapes, but I decided I could benefit from the opinions of friends and others on this matter. Perhaps music is a young mans game where you can make the same sound (s) over and over again and repeat the same lyric (s) without embarrassment or rancor. It is easy to despise what you cannot get is the moral of the Aesop fable from which sour grapes comes and perhaps its true I lack the talent, ambition, good looks and or drive to make it in the world of perpetual youth. Id look like a fool shuffling around any stage with my underwear showing trying to make my pear shaped body jerk and twitch in some exciting fashion. Neither abs of steel, long floppy down hair, chaps, dark sunglasses, an inordinately large timepiece, a hat or trousers worn backwards, a cool name (like Spike), or the picture of Dorian Grey will make me any more marketable in this time of cultural famine (but maybe a Mohawk would do the trick. Everybody looks cool in a Mohawk, Grace Jones and Sonny Rollins did, but I digress). I dont mind looking foolish for entertainments sake. I dont like posing, pretending to be hard when in reality Im a suburban softie, or pretending to be aloof when I can be just as star struck as the next guy. Unapologetically, I find solace (?) in the traditional forms and styles of my peers and forbearers. I appreciate Ellington and Basie, I loved Weather Report and Passport (though some of that music has paled over time); I still love Miles. Music has informed my life and I am on the verge of embarking on what might be the initial phase of a long delayed career as a writer, producer, and performer. Like anyone, Id like to succeed in my endeavor. Looking at the potential audience and their tastes I know my success will come by the grace of GOD. Quincy Jones seems to get this new crew of talented stars and its audience in a way I dont. Maybe he and I will have an opportunity to discuss art and audiences in the future, but for now I must rely on all of you. Music, always the seat of rebellion, has been co-opted by American Idol. We seem to be having too good a time to worry about the lives we lead outside the concert hall (both patrons and performers). I hope you can tell me something I dont know; how I can maintain my focus in the face of tremendous odds; how I can accomplish my goals of success and service to GOD.