I've been thinking...(this would be your cue to scroll!). Adam makes me think, and the RL place I am in right now makes me think. And what I am thinking is that maybe everything comes down to relativity. That's my revelation, and it's theme keeps replaying itself in my head. Trust me, this does eventually lead to Adam (as all things do), since his life is far more enjoyable than mine to think about.
When my youngest daughter was born she had to go to the NICU. I cried. I cried watching them colapse just about every vein in her tiny limbs and I cried while they checked for bleeding in her brain. But I knew after a few days she would come home healthy. Next to me was a mother who couldn't say the same thing as she had never held her off odd colored baby who was headed to the OR with tubes strewn in and about her everywhere. Nevertheless her family asked if they could pray for my daughter. It was a life changing place to be and my first big lesson in the relativity of suffering and humanity.
These days I sometimes get so wrapped up in frustration that the US seems to be going backwards politically and socially. It is so wrong that orientation matters and that a solution to gun violence seems impossible. And how maddening is Congress' inability to cooperate and accomplish anything! But, think about it. We have members here who live in countries where homosexuality is a serious criminal offense. And Kamar lives in f-ing Syria!
But I grew up in the snow belt of Lake Erie. It snows a lot there, it's cold, winters suck and everyone there complains till spring. It's up there with other sucky winter places to live in the US. But now I live a few states west and I' ve seen what sucky looks like. I've seen my car thermometer read -23F. I've sent my kids to the bus stop in -35F wind chill. Now if it is in the low 20 s I only wear a sweatshirt. But I don't bother trying to explain to my old friends in Ohio that they have no idea what cold means. Cold is relative and I although I have always known that places like arctic Finland exist, they were so far from reality that they didn't count.
Now, my message isn't that we shouldn't feel sorry for ourselves because, trust me, I am in the midst of a major personal sobfest era and just because someone has it worse doesn't negate my suffering. What I am actually attempting to say is how one views Adam's career is effected by relativity.
Adam is undeniably an exceptional talent. He has genius level musical instincts, human relations, and communication skills. Arguably the best artist of this era. But his album didn't sell fabulously and his singles are unknown. Radio disregards him. He has worked so hard and still doesn't have what he deserves. And we get no world tour as a result. Other artists, who are all over the airwaves, award shows, top money makers lists, and in the public's minds have an iota of his talent and polish, use auto-tune, lipsync, and are far less classy. This is why we glamberts are frustrated and disappointed.
But then there is Adam. He surrounds himself with friends who have been in the business forever. Almost all his friends have albums out. They play smaller gigs and are essentially unknowns. They have huge talent but are still always fighting for the next step. He has sold 70 some thousand albums and is contracted to make another with the resourses of a big label allowing him to work with the best. He is flying to Asia to tour. He's made millions. He will have a singing career somewhere for the rest of his life.
It's all relative. I am thankful that Adam surrounds himself in real life relationships that allow him a less scewed view of reality. He is doing fine and he knows it.
Sorry for the longwindedness that doesn't say anything earthshattering. I am just in that thinking place.