If an actor performs a monologue but no-one’s watching, did it really happen…?
Morning! No, it’s afternoon… and I think it’s a Sunday. I hope so because Sunday’s a bath day and… well, let’s just be grateful for that.
General routine for me so far:
- Wake up
- Check time – be happy it is actually still morning, just
- Get distracted by social media in bed
- Check social media officially (on the loo)
- Some random breakfast, the rules are suspended IMO
- Ooh maybe some more social media, but in the room with weak internet. Jesus
- Kind of get dressed, I guess
- Ideally a good walk, lucky to have the countryside on my doorstep so that helps (and provides content… yeah, I’m noticing a theme)
- Home, some kind of dinner/snack…
- Almost step on cat
- Repeat steps 3-5
- Watch a film whilst snacking
- CHECK SOCIAL MEDIA (play some guitar) SNACK
- Lie in bed and wait for the sugar rush to wear off and drift slowly into an uncomfortable eye closed based sleep alternative state
Now sure, I may be being overdramatic for the sake of High Art. Laziness, however, is a natural state for me and so many others, and keeping your own focus, productivity and drive in these circumstances is hard. Really fucking hard. Especially when your go-to boredom plaster is the ‘Social Media’. Suddenly, we’re seeing a 24-hour stream of people providing content, laughter and, inexplicably, WORK opportunities… some of it’s even good too! There are just some people seem to be able to grab any situation and find a way to exploit it.
— Robbie Durham 🎧 (@RobbieDurham) April 7, 2020
When I first heard we were closing, I panicked. Not just because I was going to be unemployed (again) and had only really begun making money, but because I was thrown out of the pale limelight just as it was finding its focus. I’d thrown too many eggs into my Million Dollar basket and now what was I gonna do? I had so many ideas, investments and leftover copies of my first EP to sell (Still available, I’ll give you a great price) that I had resting on this show’s shoulders and felt like the liferaft has started sinking. Poor poor me, right? 🙄
Well, three weeks into this new world order and here’s where I’m at.
I feel exhausted. There’s actually just too much to worry about and deal with. There is no rhyme or reason to this. The rulebook, as they say, hasn’t been written… everyone’s trying to write their own, and ‘staying relevant’ for me has gradually become an unrealistic ‘goal’ to maintain.
Thank the good lord, ‘Brian’.
It’s gone from ‘come on folks look at all this time and energy we’re gonna have, use it for yourself. Grow, learn and bloom’ to ‘eh, excuse me, everyone, stop telling everyone they should be using their time to grow learn and be productive as it’s making every one of us who aren’t (me) feel fucking awful’ through to ‘Look how bloody lazy I am today, what day is it, day 4857594648 who cares, here’s a video of my dog riding a broom’ (great vid btw) and to be honest… right now, I’m okay with that.
“The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself” – Friedrich Nietzsche
The dust has settled, the heat is fading and the chaos is being organised. People in our line of work have accepted our fates and learned to cope and, hopefully, resist the feelings of inadequacy or irrelevance we (I) felt.
Some people are making the most of this situation for themselves. That’s really fucking awesome, we do have time, and if you can thrive in it, go for it – sadly, not everyone can and that’s okay too.
Some people don’t want to expose their entire life for the sake of entertainment and potential derision of others. That’s okay.
Some people have had to get work in any place they can find it, and I commend them for that; ‘woe betide you’ should you be thrilled to announce it, however.
Thankfully, as of yet, there isn’t a right way to act in this situation.
This is a song that I wrote and have, in a potential misguided move, decided to upload online.
Check it out on my insta https://t.co/7ck0GoL9Rp
Or Facebook: robbiedurhammusic
Get it roond yi! pic.twitter.com/fZa6solfhh
— Robbie Durham 🎧 (@RobbieDurham) April 1, 2020
It’s hard to keep ‘on-show’ constantly, and people can tell, they will tune out the more it’s thrust down their gullets.
So… here’s my personal ‘epiphany’. Why not, in real life AND social media life, whatever you do, only do it because you want to. WOAH! Bet you’d never thought of that ‘pearl of wisdom’.
I mean, that is the point of ‘Art’, isn’t it? Expressing your inner-feelings somehow and allowing other people to express theirs back. Art stops being ‘yours’ as soon as you give it to the public so just make sure you’re proud and what you do is genuine.
I, for one, am scared of words like ‘genuine’ and ‘authentic’ because they have so much baggage. Being ‘authentic’ and ‘true’ and ‘real’ carries a lot of weight. So, I suppose what I’m learning from all this is, if I’m gonna do something and expose myself (behave) for other people, then I need to be honest. Do what I’m doing for me, so that if other people don’t care and it only gets 50 likes when you’re used to 500… It doesn’t matter. It feels stupid writing that as it should go without saying.
So… I’m learning to do things for myself again, things I’d sadly forgotten how to do, be it music/exercise/laughing. For example, the theme of this blog probably isn’t news to anyone, but I’m getting my thoughts out in a way I didn’t know I could and it helps, a lot, and if it resonates with even one other person, and that person ‘gets it’, then that’s an awesome bonus, but… it’s mainly for me. Nom nom, tasty self-indulgence.
Let’s make art for ourselves and not because our career depends on it
Anyway, it feels like people are learning to live outside of Social Media slightly… do you think? Now it’s become so over-saturated (not that it wasn’t), people are literally tuning out the stuff that doesn’t interest them. Ultimately, this is probably a good thing?
ALTHOUGH, by the same token, if people are providing content and making an effort to entertain or feel acknowledged, support them if you can. It does you no harm and a ‘like’ can mean a lot from a friend or peer (I STILL NEED SOME APPROVAL) and it only takes a milli-second.
My overthinking is learning to take a backseat as there’s just too much to overthink about. I’m as relevant as I need to be, to my family, my friends and people who have supported me along the way. I’m learning that being happy in my immediate self is way more important. The future’s not finite. Yet. And if my music/benign chatter/stupid face brings something to someone somewhere then wonderful, if not… like it anyway, thanks.
So, if you’re feeling uncomfortable or that you’re not doing enough… stop, close your eyes, relax your body and listen to the breathe, inhale and exhale. Ask yourself what you need RIGHT NOW and go and do it…cry/bake/make music/perform music/go for a walk/read a book/do some tiktok crap/practise a monologue/watch porn/pet your pet/look at other people’s pet photos/lie face down on your bed/learn to enjoy whisky/stretch/drink/cry more/watch cartoons/play ps4/don’t play xbox/learn an instrument/learn a language/plant a tree/scrape paint off the window/tidy your room/workout/meditate/wash/do nothing in a different room/try and tickle yourself/start an online business/juggle/give up sugar/start eating sugar again/handstand/sit in the dark/message a friend/massage your knobbly knees/watch a horror/scream into a pillow/pile up things and put them away again/organise your phone contacts so it’s more ‘professional’/try slam poetry/drink/snack/shave your head and other places/paint your house/wear other people’s clothes/snack/reminisce on all your favourite theme tunes/watch all your favourite Netflix shows but with subtitles on/snack/try and do the jump at the end of the ‘Byker Grove’ title credits/tie all the shoes together in the house/pinch your elbow where it doesn’t hurt/phone your oldest friend/really clean under your toenails/ count to 5873/write a blog… just bloomin DAE IT, even if you don’t put it online.
“But I kept it to myself – maybe because I didn’t think it mattered, but probably because, in a place where everyone knew my story, it was nice to know there was a chapter that only I had read” Ally Carter, I’d Tell You I Love You, But Then I’d Have to Kill You
K, Bye. See you soon.
Robbie ‘unshaved’ Durham