For those of you who haven’t seen the Adam Sandler video from which the title comes, click here. You need to see it, it will change your life!
Anyway, I’ve got a secret.
Earlier today I posted a blog about the top search term that brought people to my blog is “naked women blog” (here). I find this mildly amusing, as no doubt the sexually frustrated pervert who ends up here instead of some porn site will find relatively little to bring him over the edge on my site… If I’m lucky, it’ll spoil his whole vibe, and he will be forced to blow out the candles, put away the tissues, and end his party for one earlier than intended…
But that’s not my secret.
It is vaguely related though.
This past weekend while waiting for Mean Machine to start on Mnet Action (a fantastic movie with Vinnie Jones as a jailed soccer player, IMDB here for more info), I had half an hour to kill, and as is the sorry nature of DSTV these days, there was sweet fuck all to watch in the meanwhile.
Except for on Movie Magic 1… As I bounced between channels, I came across Usher singing on stage. As I am a big Usher fan I paused for a second. And before I knew it, the auto-tune banner appeared counting down the seconds until the channel changed across to Mean Machine. This broke the spell and I realised how quickly that half an hour had slipped by.
I had spent 30 minutes watching a biopic about how Justin Bieber had become famous. There it is. My dirty little secret is out.
Now although I’m probably not the demographic that this movie was aimed at, and I’m fairly sure this doesn’t make me a Belieber as I believe they are called, I did have a moment of quiet reflection on the events leading up to that moment. Then I watched Mean Machine. And it was awesome!
But while watching Vinnie Jones being ‘ard, the short glimpse I had had of Bieber’s story replayed in my mind. His mum was 18 when she had him, his father was non existant at that stage. She worked many low paying jobs to make what little money she could, because apparently babies cost money. While she was at work Bieber was raised by his grand parents. He showed a keen interest in music, so HE TAUGHT HIMSELF piano, guitar, the trumpet, along with some other instruments. His mom started posting videos of him singing onto Youtube, where his video popped up as a search result for talent manager, who was researching someone else. The talent agent was totally captivated by Bieber and arranged for him to have an impromptu audition with Usher. And the rest is history. After playing any gig he could to muster some support and a following he went on to sell out Madison square garden after his first album went platinum. He just recently hosted a free concert in Mexico City which was attended by 300 000 fans. These are feats that some other famous artists couldn’t even dream of achieving in their lifetime let alone in 6 years like Bieber has.
And this brings me onto my point. The planets alined, and Bieber caught his lucky break totally by accident. But the video that made him famous wasn’t of him doing porn, or falling off a bicycle, or anything like the general flotsum that you find on Youtube, it was a video of him singing. And singing well.
It made me realise, you have to give it your all, put your best foot forward, do your best ALL THE TIME, because you never know who is watching, or when that break will come. I would like to become a full time writer. I would also like to be worth $55 million one day. Am I going to achieve that by some wanker stumbling across my website while looking for porn? Probably not…
But maybe… So I must make sure that whatever I post here is from the top shelf. You my dear readers are in for a treat! I’m going to step it up. I’m going to post better stuff, and more of it more often. Lucky you!