Lights, camera, action
There's a star upon your door
Have your machine call my machine
We'll do lunch on the cutting floor
We're over budget
98 percent not there
And when the back door hits you
Where the good Lord split you
Tell us honey, who does your hair?
How does he do it?
Why's he do it?
Yes, it's true
The flavor of the month is you
And it's practice, practice, practice
Just to get to Carnegie
We'll need 10 percent,
And that's off the top
Gross, not net to me
Get it on, [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/d/david_lee_roth/its_showtime.html ]
Honey 'cause It's Showtime!
Just play the song,
Baby 'cause It's Showtime!
Produce me daddy,
Takin' 8 to the bar
Big, bigger, biggest
With the right lighting you'll go far
Here today, gone late today
And it's club dates in the sticks
And you're beautiful babe, don't never shave
No prob, we'll fix it in the mix
Just leave your name and number in
The dumpster when you're through,
Oh yeah
Don't call us, we'll call you
Oscar, Grammy, triple whammy
Cut, and that's the take
Quit complainin', where's my agent?
Don't you know how much I make?
Get it on,
Baby 'cause It's Showtime!
Just play the song,
Baby 'cause It's Showtime!
Leave your name and number
In the dumpster when you're thru,
Oh yeah
Don't call us, we'll call you
And it's play it like they paid ya
And your photo goes on the car wash wall
But somehow it's all worth it
When you hear that curtain call
It's Showtime!
Oh, Baby 'cause It's Showtime!
Oh yeah, just play the song,
Baby 'cause It's Showtime!
Oh yeah, let's ge
Based on my addmitedly subjective and anecdotal experience and observations there's basically...
(speaking in very broad and "general" terms)
Two kinds of musicians and the difference is fundamentally rooted in what it is that compells them to play/write/perform etc.
Most musicians are in it for a litany of reasons all of wildy varying levels of reasonability, sanity, and selfishness.
This brings me to where real difference is imhsubjectiveo and subjective experince and observations;
The ones motivated to play only or primarily by:
The ego boost they get from playing in front of people and getting cheered.
Picking up chicks
Making money(lol)
Having a "safe" vehicle for ones vices
Getting away from a trouble homelife
Etc; are the ones that call up the band the night of a show (night before if you're really lucky) with the "i can't make its".
Flat tire
Sick child
"issues" with spouse
Forgot to do taxes
Forgot this that etc,
Feeling sick
Flat forgot
Now i hate to further generalize but i'm pretty sure we've all heard at least some of the seemingly endless supply of "i can't make its. " in at least one area of our life, and most of us have...
(if one is able to be that honest with oneself safely; which is no joke, i know many people i consider to be "good" or at least "decent" human beings for whom that kind of honesty with themselves is demonstrably and empirically not healthy)
Have at some point even used an "i can't make it" or two ourselves, and thats fine, doesn't make one a bad person at all. Just not likely to get along well for very long if at all with the second "type".
Now the second type conversely is the guy
(much like myself, guilty as charged)
Who is at practice regardless of the weather
Regardless of car trouble
Regardless of the state of their personal life etc;...
(though musicians of this type with pro caliber chops tend to be a bit lazy about practice)
But of ultimate importance to the "type2" musician is;
The gig at the bar
The concert in someones back yard
The big summer party out in timbuktu
The wedding
The kusti tying, etc. Etc.
I'm not ready to "get it on! " because of money
(sure would be nice, no lie)
Or getting laid
(albiet a solid fringe benefit no doubt)
Or for the vices i can freely indulge in,
Or because it just plain gets me away from people and/or situations i wish i could escape permanently.
I, and "type2" musicians of my ilk, are ready to "get it on" not just primarily...
But singularly
Because "it's showtime! ".
It could be playin to a bunch of empty seats,
It could be an acoustic set with friends down by the river
Hell it could be that once in a lifetime mega-gig where ya hit "jackpot".
In the end though, its all the same to us, we just wanna "get it on, hony 'cause it's showtime! "