Chad Smith. Again
Today.. I met Chad Smith from the Red Hot Chili Peppers. Again.
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I "met" Chad for the first time at the beginning of the year, on the 14th of January, at 11:38 in the morning (I just checked the info of the file, "Date Picture Taken." So not a stalker, then. Just a geek.) and even though I got a photo with him, I don't think this could ever count as a "meeting". It mainly consisted of a nervous "Hey Chad, can I please get a picture?" with a smile and him responding with a blank stare that clearly says "What the hell kind of accent is that?" but still agreeing to take a photo. This mostly two-sentence-bound and extremely one-sided conversation would then be ended with my (still nervously spoken) "Thank you!" and both of us walking in different directions.
My thoughts: "I just got a photo with freakin CHAD SMITH. *MUST* tweet this. Now."
His thoughts: "Australian? British? He must have been British. The hair.. yeah, definitely British."
I have a photo to prove it, with a date and a time and everything. But there was no real life communication. He wasn't my friend afterwards. Heck, he wasn't even an acquaintance afterwards. We live in times where it's possible to admire and respect somebody for ONE thing that they are able to do exceptionally, without them ever knowing the respect or the admiration exists. It is one-sided. It's sad, but the alternative is also impossible, unfortunately. The alternative (being CLOSE and REAL friends with every single person who admires you) is unfortunately not even closely possible. Human beings just aren't wired like that. I've tried that approach many many times, but it always leaves me drained and exhausted. I'm in a position where some people have wanted to take a photo with me also, or maybe even my autograph, so to experience this from the other side is invaluable but also SO surreal. Regardless of that that, I've always tried to make real-world connections, even if it's just for those few seconds that I'm talking to somebody, even if I forget their name a day or two later, and even if we both know we'll never see each other again. As a human to a human, not an "idol" to a "fan" or a teacher to a student.
You have to realise, Chad (any famous person!) probably meets hundreds of new people every month, ALL "wanting" something from him. Something as innocent and as simple as a picture, or something as sinister and as complicated as a "friendship" just for personal gain. That's got to suck.. filtering every single human connection through that criteria: "What does this person want? Me, my heart and my personality, or my fame and my money and my connections?". I don't envy that. I totally understand and sympathise with that.
Now, I'm a shy guy.. I'm never in anybody's face. Unless if it's a girl that I'm kissing (ooooh SNAP!) but you get my point.. I'm always and happily in the background. I wanted to meet Chad (again) and I wanted to take a picture with him, but I didn't expect ANY little thing more than that. Tons are expected from these dudes, day in and day out, and I would have been (and AM) perfectly happy with a handshake and a photo. So after the live show tonight everybody had some supper there at DC, chatted randomly, and just relaxed. Afterwards I asked Chad for a photo, got it, and posted it to my Facebook page. After that most people left. Don, Chad, the members from Outernational (the band Chad performed with) and I stayed behind a little bit longer. What followed was something that meant a ton to me and was something that I never expected. It ranged from everybody just jamming out on random drum stuff of Terry's that was stacked around the DrumChannel studio, to trumpet playing, to talks about Buddy Rich, talks about producers and engineers and mixers, and even chatting about the new RHCP music video that they're shooting tomorrow. I'm not namedropping or saying these things to make you jealous, I'm saying these things because they overwhelmed me a little. I'm a very observant guy, and it was clear as day that this wasn't just a cold and quick handshake and a photo anymore, we were all having a conversation. It wasn't like we were all holding hands and singing Kumbaya either, I'm not trying to romanticise this into some soppy Hollywood cliche.. but it was real. THAT's what blew my mind.
We always picture the people we admire as people who are "far away" and unreachable.. and some cases they very much are and they very much should be. But flip, we're all equally human. It was so cool to have a real life conversation with all these people and have Chad shake my hand afterwards to sincerely say goodbye. I'm not going to be all corny and say that the second handshake made him "feel like my friend" or that we are now BFFs forever (like, oh my goshhhh) but it most certainly made him seem to not be "far away" or "unreachable" anymore. And I appreciated that. We're all equally human. We're all equally human. We're all equally human.
It was a good day. I feel blessed.
Much love.
C









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