“It's a Nashville Thang”
When Alan LeQuire started
work on Nashville's "Musica" statue (featuring gigantic naked people),
he was trying to capture the essence of the Music City; the uninhibited
joy and energy that springs from the writers, producers, and artists.
However, I still think that the spirit of Nashville is better summed up by a single word that appears on the stoic looking statue across the street. Owen Bradley's likeness sits at a piano, and the sheet music in front of him says it all.
"Crazy"
As I've mentioned before, our office is in a building that has a large atrium that goes from the 4th floor to the 7th floor, and the offices all have glass walls. Last week, as I got off the elevator (on the 5th floor) I noticed that there were numerous Elvis impersonators dancing in a conference room that is on the 4th floor. (I don't make these things up! Click here for proof.)
It turns out that the firm was recording a commercial for their branch office, which is located in Las Vegas. They couldn't film it in Las Vegas because they don't have enough Elvis impersonators in Las Vegas. So they came to Nashville, where we have an abundance of people who wear sequined outfits, sunglasses, and capes.
Crazy?
Absolutely. It's a Nashville thang.
The other day, as I was walking to Subway, I finally bumped into Terri Clark. I'm a big fan of Terri; I have numerous posters and autographed items, and have wanted to meet her for years. When I worked in Radio, I put together numerous promotions, including several for Terri's concert performances and CD releases. The labels loved me, and always tried to get me backstage to meet her... but something always happened, so I never got to meet her.
So there I was, walking across the parking lot as Terri Clark walked towards me. This was my chance. But wait... I don't want to be a "germ"! (pronounced "gurm") There are rules of engagement in this town, and I don't want to blow my first encounter. What can I say? What should I do?
I just smiled and kept walking.
I must be crazy.
But at least I can tell my family "I'm not a germ."
And when I do, they'll look at me like I'm crazy.
Absolutely. It's a Nashville thang.
© 2004 Douglas Shaw.However, I still think that the spirit of Nashville is better summed up by a single word that appears on the stoic looking statue across the street. Owen Bradley's likeness sits at a piano, and the sheet music in front of him says it all.
"Crazy"
As I've mentioned before, our office is in a building that has a large atrium that goes from the 4th floor to the 7th floor, and the offices all have glass walls. Last week, as I got off the elevator (on the 5th floor) I noticed that there were numerous Elvis impersonators dancing in a conference room that is on the 4th floor. (I don't make these things up! Click here for proof.)
It turns out that the firm was recording a commercial for their branch office, which is located in Las Vegas. They couldn't film it in Las Vegas because they don't have enough Elvis impersonators in Las Vegas. So they came to Nashville, where we have an abundance of people who wear sequined outfits, sunglasses, and capes.
Crazy?
Absolutely. It's a Nashville thang.
The other day, as I was walking to Subway, I finally bumped into Terri Clark. I'm a big fan of Terri; I have numerous posters and autographed items, and have wanted to meet her for years. When I worked in Radio, I put together numerous promotions, including several for Terri's concert performances and CD releases. The labels loved me, and always tried to get me backstage to meet her... but something always happened, so I never got to meet her.
So there I was, walking across the parking lot as Terri Clark walked towards me. This was my chance. But wait... I don't want to be a "germ"! (pronounced "gurm") There are rules of engagement in this town, and I don't want to blow my first encounter. What can I say? What should I do?
I just smiled and kept walking.
I must be crazy.
But at least I can tell my family "I'm not a germ."
And when I do, they'll look at me like I'm crazy.
Absolutely. It's a Nashville thang.
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