I have the distinct pleasure of both being a fan of many bands, and being in a band with many fans. Fans are the best. We can obsess, stalk, taunt, heckle, criticize, swoon, fantasize - and we love it.
I once saw Godsmack open for Metallica (awesome show) and was appalled to see Sully Erna (lead singer) dash to the edge of the stage and send a massive wad of spittle soaring out over the crowd. But the shocker was this: a wave of people rushed not away from, but towards the flying phlegm. That happened a couple of times.
That got me pondering the fan/celebrity relationship a little. What power. What devotion. Celebrity is a weird thing (have I already blogged about Michael Jackson? Probably).
But I stand by this philosophy: Art transcends the artist.
I'm a fan of all sorts of art created by artists who are simply human. That's what I love about art. It's insight. Revelation. Creation.
So, fans, let's keep being awesome fans. Maybe someday we can take turns spitting on each other.
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