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Mediocrity, the Manifesto, and Religious Overachievers 

I just read a book called "The Overachiever's Manifesto", by Ray Bennett.

Actually, it's

THE
OVERACHIEV-
ER'S
MANIFESTO

...which I thought was fitting.   Or not fitting -- on the cover.  You know what I mean.  Or maybe you don't.

What was I saying?  Oh.  The book.  

I recently began a little journey into the study of mediocrity. Part of it came about with the one line in my song "What's Done is Done" ... and I quote: 

     If I had a dime for every time I looked behind and missed the road ahead
     I'd be a mighty wealthy man, but I'm just a mediocre man instead

I then proceeded to start writing a song called "Mediocre Man" -- which isn't ready for prime time yet.

Along the journey, I purchased a book called "The Underachiever's Manifesto". I highly recommend it. It contains more wisdom in its 100 or so pages than most other books I've come across. (only one left in stock at Amazonat the time of this writing -- but then, having more in stock would be overachieving, wouldn't it?).

I've spoken with friends of mine over the years (written, acutally -- in an email group) about my views on religion, and ultimately that the enemy is not necessarily religion, but fundamentalism. In this book, the fundamentalist seems to be like the "religious overachiever." I found it refreshing.

With apologies to Mr. Bennett, I post here a snippet from the book, which I couldn't resist because I captured the text from the book on my iPhone using an OCR application (and VERY little editing -- very cool).

THE UNDERACHIEVER'S FAITH:
TRUE ENLIGHTEN-
MENT
Would that underachievement were its own reli-
gion, holding as it does the keys to contentment,
happiness, and a well balanced life.
Religion is too often the pretext for war,
hatred, intolerance among different faiths, and
competitive piety within faiths. But the problem
isn't with faith, or even with difference in faith
within the churches, synagogues, temples, and
mosques. The problem is the overachievers in
those institutions.
When people feel the need to prove them-
selves more worthy than their neighbors, that's
when the trouble starts. It can happen within a church,
when some members are absolutely
convinced that God prefers one sort of recog-
nition over another. Or it can happen when
members of a particular faith decide that the
rest of the world needs to see things their way,
and their way only. For too many people, that
becomes another means of achievement. Instead
of striving for the worldly successes of money
or fame, the religious overachiever competes for
special cosmic significance or special favor with
God. To believe that you are God's only gift to
the world puts you at odds with the six billion
other people who might like to feel the same
way. If the faith of underachievement holds
anything to be true, it's that by not striving to
be better than someone else, you're free to bet-
ter yourself.

So, my buddies and I got to talking about this.  Mostly one buddy -- Jeff.  He asked me what the difference in my mind was between a "fanatic" and a "fundamentalist" (religion-wise).  Jeff considers himself a "traditionalist" -- another twist. 

I post an edited version of my response here because 1) it's at least tangentially related to songwriting, 2) I found myself expressing a viewpoint of mine clearly enough to actually help me explain it to myself (unlike this blog entry), and 3) I don't have anywhere else to post it.

. . .

I learned a new word today:
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hermeneutics

I found this new word along the way towards trying to figure out if there was a difference in my mind between a fanatic and a fundamentalist. I admit that I thought of them as equivalent. Some day I'd like to get back to talking about Hermeneutics (which sounds like Scientology for Munsters or something). I'm sure we will.

A fanatic is all about excessive zeal -- which I suppose is the definition of an overachiever. A fundamentalist, on the other hand, is defined by rigidity; dogma. The part of the Wiki entry that stuck out for me was "unwavering attachment to a set of irreducible beliefs." -- which, oddly, sounds a lot like "Faith" to me, and this could be the source of some of my confusion in the past when I've pondered faith, belief, and the like. In the end, it seems that "traditionalist" and "fundamentalism" could be thought of as the light and dark sides of the same concept.

So. I've said in the past that it's fundamentalism that I am suspicious of -- not religion in general. I'd say that statement still holds, given that most people equate fundamentalism with fanaticism most of the time. I'm not against traditionalism, however, since in my mind at least that term implies at least some openness to interpretation, albeit biased towards the wisdom of the past.

In the end, I am suspicious of any set of beliefs that relinquishes responsibility for personal thought and action to any single source under the pretense of divinity. It's just too convenient, and to easy to abuse. I respect the study and use of scripture as a tool for self-examination, but draw the line at anything that starts to smell like "because God said so", simply because it's all wrapped up in Hermeneutics, even though most traditionalists/fundamentalists would deny it.  (there's that new word again)

To share or not to share 

I very much enjoyed last night's meeting of the Southwest Virginia Songwriters Association (SVSA). As always, I came away with several really useful suggestions for improving the song I offered during the critique session.

I also really appreciated comments from Laurie and Aspen about how to make our group more useful and accessible.

Along those lines, when we talked about "sharing" a song versus offering one for critique, I mentioned that I no longer play new songs of mine for my wife unless I want her comments (as opposed to her approval). This morning on NPR, I learned that singer-songwriter Edie Brickell does exactly the same thing. This isn't all that remarkable until you realize that Edie is married to Paul Simon.

What's Done Is Done 

The CDs arrived on my doorstep on Monday.  I've been updating the web site, uploading and sending stuff to CD Baby, editing clips, etc, ever since.  I'll bet Neil Young never had to do all this.   Not that I'm complaining.  I'm happy with it, and I'm pretty stoked that I finally did it.  

It should be available on CDBaby soon.   Individual tracks might be a little longer.  Also, I want to sell it directly on this site (so that I keep ALL the money!).

Now, to gig...

Why Coffee? 

I finally did it.  Got rid of TV in our house -- about a week or two ago.  Honestly, we don't even miss it (much).  And the times I do miss it, I miss it in the same way I don't have ice cream in the house when I'm looking for that 1000-calorie midnight snack.

So I'm thinking of quitting coffee.  Here's the deal.  I'd been wrestling with a pretty nasty cold for about 10 days now -- I'm pretty much over it at this point.   But while I was feeling lowsy, one of the first things I noticed was that coffee made me feel terrible -- especially those oh-so-decadent cappucinos that I've started making at home with the cappuccino maker that my wife bought for $4 or something.  Anyway, coffee just always made me feel crappy.  So I gravitated towards tea.    Earl Gray and Peppermint, mostly -- English-style, with cream and sugar.   Tea always makes me feel better.

So why is it that as soon as I start to feel better again, I head right to the cappuccino maker instead of the teapot?   Why don't I drink tea even when I'm already feeling good?

What does this say about me, anyway?  Do I have latent self-destructive tendancies?  

Is this just another manifestation of my instinct for mediocrity?  (OK, I'll have to explain that one some other time)...

David Wilcox 

 I saw David Wilcox in concert at the Kirk Avenue Music Hall recently.  I had no idea what to expect, since the idea was entirely that of a neighbor friend of mine -- I had no idea what David did.   

David is a masterful performer.   While a lot of his amazingly voluminous repertoire seems to be the sensitive stuff, his show was expertly balanced between the gentle stuff, a fantastic sense of humor, great instrumental work, and very engaging story-telling.   He reminds me of James Taylor at times, which is probably no accident.   I love what he does with a partial capo -- including playing above the capo at times.

My only negative is that I happened to sit next to someone that SANG during the stuff he knew, which was very distracting.  Fortunately, I was able to move over one seat to leave the one and only vacant seat in the house between us (now that's serendipity!).

CD Sooooo close... 

 Hello.  I have had a few days to listen and critique the first CD master (14 songs now).  I'm happy with almost everything.  I think I need to re-record Eddie with a new arrangement, and perhaps tweak another song or two.   Really expecting this thing to come together for Christmas.   Art work is another matter.  Stay tuned -- I'm very excited.

My First CD 

 I've been threatening to put out a CD for, oh, about 15 years or so.   I'm almost done.  I've got 12 tracks recorded, with one more to come.  Final mixes are still forthcoming on 4-5 of them, and I want to add a few tweaks here and there.  I'm thinking one more studio session, and I'm done.

Incidentally, I did all this at Blackwater Recording, which overlooks Smith Mountain Lake, Virginia -- about 50 minutes from my house.  Harold is the greatest.

So now I have to name the CD, and come up with artwork.   I've thought about calling it "Mike Franke's Greatest Hits."   Friends of mine liked "The Essential Mike Franke."   I kinda like the latter, partially because it sets me up for my second CD ("The Non-Essential...").    My wife thinks either of these are obnoxious (which they are), and wants to call it "three-quarter time".  I don't like that because there's only one song on the CD in 3/4.

Your comments appreciated.   Many of the recordings on this site are on the CD .  What do you think?  

Hmmm....   Howsabout  "It's About Time" (though that's an idea for another song...)?

Kirk Avenue Music Hall 

Hi all

What a fantastic night of music at the Kirk Avenue Music Hall (http://www.kirkavenuemusic.com/) last night!   Two sets of three songwriters-in-the-round doing four songs each.   Each performer brought their own unique style -- from the mellow pickins of Frank Dieter, to the soaring vocals of Britt Mistele, to Randy Walker's blend of "George Jones meets Monty Python" -- not to mention Connie Sellers' heartfelt a-cappella crooning and the all-around talent of Mickey Nelson and Josh Jones.  The atmosphere was genuine, the sound fantastic, and the performances all top-notch and memorable.

I especially appreciated Barbara Martin, a long-time member of the the SVSA, but whom I'd never heard before.  .  I also really enjoyed the way all the musicians were able to back one another up on harmonies and the occasional guitar fill, including "friends of the SVSA" quietly sitting in the the back row on stage, adding harmonies and (Greg Trafidlio) mandolin to taste.  I asked Britt that night if the show was rehearsed, given how smoothly the backups all went, but the answer was "no."   This tight-knit group has hung around with one another for enough years, and seen each other at enough shows, to be able to just "jump in" -- something I truly admire.

I want to thank all the folks who make time in their lives to see to it that events like last night continue to take place, including the leaders of the SVSA, and the folks at Kirk Avenue.  If you're reading this, and you're local, come on out and support the Kirk Avenue Music Hall in Roanoke.  There's no reason Kirk Avenue couldn't some day be mentioned in the same breath as the Sweetwater in Mill Valley, or the Freight and Salvage in Berkeley.  If you're not in the Roanoke area, then support your local version of Kirk Avenue, and keep the circuit alive!

I look forward to being honored to be on that stage some time soon.

Mike

Danielle Miraglia 

Hello all.

Quick note to rave about Danielle Miraglia (http://www.daniellem.com/).  I saw her at the 3rd Street Coffeehouse in Roanoke on March 14.   What a treat!  

When Danielle gets her feet stomping on that stomp-box, the strings snappin', the slide slidin', the harp harpin',,,  and her voice belting it out... it's amazing how much sound comes out of someone who can't be more than 5'2" and 100 lbs.  Pound for pound, one of the best musicians I've seen in a long time.   I notice that the word "Rory" doesn't appear on her web site any where, but I immediately compared her to Rory Block in my mind.

I bought both of her CDs.  I much prefer "Home Live at Club Possum" over the more standard production of "Nothing Romantic."

Go see her when you get the chance.

Mike