“I can’t see you as anything other than famous.”
When I was a senior in high school, perhaps a junior, I was very involved in theater and well on my way to being famous – in my own head. In fact, my primary goal was to perform in and later on to direct films. I was good for my age and with the amount of training I had had and in a conversation one day (after rehearsal or during a break in the school day, I don’t recall) one of my friends paid me that compliment. This stuck with me and still tugs at my shirt.
It was a compliment that my youthful mind took as a declaration. This will be! So it has been written! Barely taking into account the fact that I would have to put in a lot of work in order to make this prophecy come to pass. Clearly, since you are reading this on my band’s website and may not have even heard of me until now (feel free to check out the author info if you need to – I won’t be offended) I have not only slightly altered direction, but I am also not yet famous.
I’m not even infamous yet!
Zip through time about twenty years and here we are. I am ten years into my run with Dead Earth Politics and through stinky bars, bathrooms-with-gloryholes-in-the-middle-of-nowhere, heads busted on floors, deaf lesbians in restrooms, playing with the mighty DOWN (several times), Housecore Horror Film Festival (I&II), Gwar-B-Q and four albums… I’m still here and still not famous. Not all the time, at least.
My band and I have done a ton, especially since releasing The Queen of Steel, and there is still no world renown to be had! Here’s the thing. The rub. The nitty gritty. No B.S.
I really don’t give two shits.
Maybe one. I probably give one shit, but that’s the ego. And ego isn’t a bad thing, necessarily. I still sate that thing when I perform. As my drummer, Mason, posted the night we played with Down for the first time as support, “Try playing in front of a thousand screaming faces and you will get higher than any drug you can find.” Am paraphrasing a bit because I don’t wish to peruse through his feed for the exact quote, but you get the idea.
Beyond this, I don’t need fame beyond people knowing me for the twenty to forty minutes I’m on stage. This is rock and roll, baby! I’m still acting! I’m a totally different person on stage than off, so you knowing me outside the venue or this blog does neither of us any good. I’m Devon Brown but for that twenty to forty I’m Ven Scott. I have confidence and strength enough to lead everyone somewhere that helps us all forget our day-to-day for a hot minute.
The thing is, I write killer music. There’s that ego again, but it’s true. I also write terrible music and hopefully you will never hear that, but I really and truly love that rush I get when I am hanging with my brothers-in-arms in a rehearsal space forty minutes north of me that smells of mold and stale fart, and someone lays down a riff and then everything falls in line. That hardly ever happens and most of the time it takes work. Our single Redneck Dragonslayer came together like butter. Lucky on that one. Others don’t come together as easily and some don’t come together at all.
At the end of the day I am creating. That is why I do this. I have a day job and likely always will and that is totally cool. You know who I am at this very moment but you might forget who I am shortly after reading this. That is also fine. I will remind you. Dead Earth Politics is writing new tunes now and will likely be doing so for a long time. When they are up, I will remind you. When we have a new video, I will let you know. I have no problem not being famous for a sec and having to work in order to remind people about us. As long as you keep digging what we have to offer it makes not being famous for a sec absolutely worth it.
Thank you for reading and thank you for listening! Stay Metal!
If you would like to check out “The Queen of Steel” in its entirety, you can get a copy for free here! If you already have that one, we have since released Men Become Gods and you can always grab the classic Weight of Poseidon!