
'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;--
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title:--Romeo, doff thy name;
And for that name, which is no part of thee,
Take all myself.
O, be some other name, The New Pornographers. Doff thy name, and for that name, which is no part of thee, take all of the rock world by storm.
I hate to be all crass and commercial here, but I'm going to anyway because while I say I hate to be all crass and commercial I don't really hate it at all; I love it. It's about making money. I'm sorry to say that. Art is about making money. If you want to be an artist and support yourself doing that, you have to make money and to make money people have to buy your stuff. To have people buy your stuff, if you're a musician, they have to hear your stuff, most likely on the radio.
It's less likely that they'll hear your stuff if your name is The New Pornographers. It's a cool name and all and very edgy and in-your-face, but it also is not very radio friendly.
I will, for the sake of the "artists" out there who are against commercial success -- i.e., they are not successful and don't want others to be -- make a second argument in favor of making your art more accessible. You make "art" because you want people to experience it, right? I write this, and my short stories and my upcoming novel (that I'm shopping around and if you'd like to take a look at it, drop me a line, it's awesome) because I want people to read them. Painters paint pictures because they want people to look at them. Singers sing because they want people to listen to them. Christopher Walken does his thing because...
... well, I don't know why Christopher Walken does anything, but I'm sure glad he does...
You get the point. Your message will be more widespread if you package it in a manner that lets people see it. I could write a brilliant poem but if I then bury it in the backyard where Nixon's secret plan was hidden, how effective is it?
More people's minds have been changed by Mr. Whipple than by all the starving artists in the
world combined.
That's my argument both for The New Pornographers to change their name and for people to quit accusing bands of selling out when they become popular and have their song featured in a commercial (as The New Pornographers did with "The Bleeding Heart Show," which I first heard in a University of Phoenix ad, which is evidence that my seemingly-sarcastic comment about Mr. Whipple is more right than you thought. How many people first heard of Feist because she was on an iPod commercial? I'm raising my hand.)
Also, "The Bleeding Heart Show" should have been in "The Office," as this person shows us:
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title:--Romeo, doff thy name;
And for that name, which is no part of thee,
Take all myself.
O, be some other name, The New Pornographers. Doff thy name, and for that name, which is no part of thee, take all of the rock world by storm.
I hate to be all crass and commercial here, but I'm going to anyway because while I say I hate to be all crass and commercial I don't really hate it at all; I love it. It's about making money. I'm sorry to say that. Art is about making money. If you want to be an artist and support yourself doing that, you have to make money and to make money people have to buy your stuff. To have people buy your stuff, if you're a musician, they have to hear your stuff, most likely on the radio.
It's less likely that they'll hear your stuff if your name is The New Pornographers. It's a cool name and all and very edgy and in-your-face, but it also is not very radio friendly.
I will, for the sake of the "artists" out there who are against commercial success -- i.e., they are not successful and don't want others to be -- make a second argument in favor of making your art more accessible. You make "art" because you want people to experience it, right? I write this, and my short stories and my upcoming novel (that I'm shopping around and if you'd like to take a look at it, drop me a line, it's awesome) because I want people to read them. Painters paint pictures because they want people to look at them. Singers sing because they want people to listen to them. Christopher Walken does his thing because...
... well, I don't know why Christopher Walken does anything, but I'm sure glad he does...
You get the point. Your message will be more widespread if you package it in a manner that lets people see it. I could write a brilliant poem but if I then bury it in the backyard where Nixon's secret plan was hidden, how effective is it?
More people's minds have been changed by Mr. Whipple than by all the starving artists in the

That's my argument both for The New Pornographers to change their name and for people to quit accusing bands of selling out when they become popular and have their song featured in a commercial (as The New Pornographers did with "The Bleeding Heart Show," which I first heard in a University of Phoenix ad, which is evidence that my seemingly-sarcastic comment about Mr. Whipple is more right than you thought. How many people first heard of Feist because she was on an iPod commercial? I'm raising my hand.)
Also, "The Bleeding Heart Show" should have been in "The Office," as this person shows us:
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