Musician verses Director

[Steve Strickland]

My band comments in another thread made me think about something. As a musician, you normally get soft, and, in my opinion, lamer as you get older. As a director, you get wiser and cooler as you get older, i.e. Kubrick, Scorcese, Gilliam, Mallick, etc. No one won't go see a Scorcese movie because he's eighty years old. On the other hand, I pray that we don't have to see Mick and The Stones on stage fifteen years from now. :grin:

[Kirk Gillock]

There's two stereotypes working against musicians.

1) Musicians are young rebels, who love to party hard, and get in trouble with the police.
2) Old people smell strange and typically call the police if a party is too loud.

So when stereotypical musicians get older they must meet their stereotypical old person counterpart and the two don't mix well. Directors, on the other hand, don't have the first stereotype to deal with. They are typically quiet and like to stay behind the scenes. It doesn't matter if they get old because we never saw them doing anything that was stereotypical "youth".

It's 3am here, that's the best I can do!

[Steve Strickland]

I'm a drummer and a director. I always like to hide behind something like a drum set or a camera. So I guess I fit the mold of the behind the scenes profile. Here's to filmmaking, the fountain of youth! :beer:

[Mythfit]

When I saw the title I thought you were going to talk about composers who try to make changes to your film.

Then I thought of a cage match, between a musician and a director, fighting to the death to prove the value of their artistic vision.

But here’s the thing, rock gods are supposed to die at a young age, preferably in some dramatic way, hopped up on coke and surrounded by groupies, nothing worse then a symbol of youth rebelion living past his prime. Well one thing is worse, the fact that even their age Mick and the rest are still rocking harder then the 20 year olds who pass for recoding artists today.

[Steve Strickland]

... the fact that even their age Mick and the rest are still rocking harder then the 20 year olds who pass for recoding artists today.

It's funny that you say that, because in an upcoming short film of mine, the two main characters have the same argument. Is Mick to be respected for still living the rock and roll dream, or should he be pitied for living it far too long?