He uses buckets as accessories

Normally I wouldn't blog about something like this, but I feel it is necessary because I had such a good time. With my friend we went to the buckethead concert. He is this tall skinny creepy guy who wears a mask and a KFC bucket on his head.

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He is even cooler looking in person

The man is a beast at guitar. He goes on the stage and shreds his guitar for about an hour and a half. I moshed my way up to the front so I was pretty much in the front row. My favorite part (besides not being able to hear for two days) was watching him move his fingers. He was in some guitar magazine as one of the worlds best guitarists and shredders. He was amazing.

It made me wonder how someone could be so skilled in one craft. They devote their life to one instrument or something. Am I going to have to do that? I am figuring that I am going to have to do something like business or something lame in the same steps of my father. Trying to compare these two adults is tough. A high respected business man to a mask wearing guitarist. In a way they are the same. I don't know which path I am going to follow.

It scares me that after college or even highschool I will need to find this dedication to something. All through my life so far it has been 'just whatever' and 'i'll start over' but that phase is coming to an end soon in my life. I feel like there is little time left in the 'I still have time to reinvent myself phase'. To get places you can't be mediocre at everything you do, you need to excell in something. You don't see people starting their posts with pictures of Bill Gates saying "Man he is a beast at entrepeneurship" but he really is. I don't even know what is more acceptable today, being a famous celebrity or a top of the food chain businessman. I hear all the gossip about Kanye but I don't hear about all the other stuff going on in the world. The world is obsessed with crazy rapper and guitarists and not by what it should be obsessed with. I think I'm diving into the waters of crazy politicians claiming what's wrong with America and getting a little sidetracked.

This concert wasn't about getting handed an opened beer (which i shouldn't have drank) or all the big sweaty bearded guys around me, or even listening to Buckethead himself shred on the guitar, it was about my future. Am I going to be on the stage one day with some kid staring at my fingers? Or am I going to be the one who managed the rock band's tour? Life is like a big scary hallway that seems to get wider and narrower at the same time.