So I've registered my interest in being amongst the next batch of Optus Sound Scribes (no Birds next time- but on the plus side, at least I'll never have to endure seeing them with my bogan neighbours. Score!) However, given that it has only been a mere ten minutes since, in retrospect, I realise that there are numerous problems associated with my bandwagon jumping:
1. The next 'big band' will be the next 'big sell-out'. At least my lovely Birds have earned their place in the spotlight for a time (no matter how much it is to my selfish chagrin). But, let's just be frank- come next year, or next month, there will be another hype band to headline. Let's just thank fuck that it won't Powderfinger ever again.
2. I've learned that journalists- regardless of their speciality- are amongst the lowest paid individuals ever. Everybody suffers for their art, but upon learning the measly sum that trainee journalists receive per annum, I decided to study education instead- which is proving a hindrance considering I'm starting to like the sound of joining the police force (only I don't drive- fuuuuuck!).
3. I'm an overly ambitious person who is also rather proud. No matter how well known an individual or 'celebrity' is compared to me, I'll still consider myself equal or superior to them. I might as well be the one being interviewed given my egotisticalism (is that even a word?). Let's face it, music journalism- no matter how decent my linguistic skills- will be a little bit of a step backward.
4. I'm with Telstra. Damndamndamndamndamndamndamn!
I may just stick to occasional freelancing and leave it at that. I have slightly higher aspirations, I suppose.
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