Zach LarkinsCloset Thespianism
When is it too early for one to engage in some theatrical pursuits? Admitting to your mates that you'll spend your Saturday night at a production of say, Macbeth, is a difficult and unsavoury task not to be taken lightly. Trying to skirt around the issue just won't do. Convincing the boys that you'd rather be immersed in some art and culture over lager and stout, is bound to make them laugh, and then shout.
The theatrical pursuit is not unlike the forbidden fruit. Men have always had a fascination with what goes on between "thespians" behind/between the curtains. Their acts are met with an enthusiastic and appreciative audience in many a social situation. However openly admitting to engaging in weekend-long stage benders is sometimes frowned upon.
Don't think for a second that your 'awesomeness' cannot be tainted by participating in the arts. It's a cruel world out there. Darwin's theory of natural selection can be applied to this argument. It doesn't take a ventriloquist to figure out that only the strongest artist, the best at their chosen craft, are the ones who stick around. The likes of Dylan, Brando, De Niro and Sting should be noted. But what of the others? The ones we never hear of, discarded in a manner resembling that of the Royal Family's treatment of their kin who display evident side-effects from centuries of inbredtivity. Sure a few slip through the cracks (Peter Andre, Dolf Lundgren and The Backstreet Boys), but their reign is brief and their art is short-lived. It is quickly forgotten, and their names become objects lost in obscurity.
Only the strong will survive, therefore the big-balled shall inherit the earth! So if there is an inner thespian lurking within, let it be known- release the stigma! Buck the trends and social fads that govern our daily lives. It is lateral thinking and ideas outside the box that win six-grand on the pokies on a Saturday night after a few long-necks and too many jager-bombs. So be yourself, that's what's really cool. "Friends, Romans, countrymen," is it but not just another way of being awesome?
The theatrical pursuit is not unlike the forbidden fruit. Men have always had a fascination with what goes on between "thespians" behind/between the curtains. Their acts are met with an enthusiastic and appreciative audience in many a social situation. However openly admitting to engaging in weekend-long stage benders is sometimes frowned upon.
Don't think for a second that your 'awesomeness' cannot be tainted by participating in the arts. It's a cruel world out there. Darwin's theory of natural selection can be applied to this argument. It doesn't take a ventriloquist to figure out that only the strongest artist, the best at their chosen craft, are the ones who stick around. The likes of Dylan, Brando, De Niro and Sting should be noted. But what of the others? The ones we never hear of, discarded in a manner resembling that of the Royal Family's treatment of their kin who display evident side-effects from centuries of inbredtivity. Sure a few slip through the cracks (Peter Andre, Dolf Lundgren and The Backstreet Boys), but their reign is brief and their art is short-lived. It is quickly forgotten, and their names become objects lost in obscurity.
Only the strong will survive, therefore the big-balled shall inherit the earth! So if there is an inner thespian lurking within, let it be known- release the stigma! Buck the trends and social fads that govern our daily lives. It is lateral thinking and ideas outside the box that win six-grand on the pokies on a Saturday night after a few long-necks and too many jager-bombs. So be yourself, that's what's really cool. "Friends, Romans, countrymen," is it but not just another way of being awesome?
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