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Dee: A Masterclass in the Imperfection Necessary to Find Greatness

Before AI, Photoshop, social media, and digital music, it was possible to literally wear out a favorite cassette by playing it too much. One tape that I wore out at least twice was Ozzy Osbourne’s Tribute album, a live recording dedicated to the legendary guitarist Randy Rhoads. It featured incredible performances of Ozzy and Black Sabbath classics, but the track I found myself returning to most wasn’t one of the heavy hitters.

It was “Dee.”

Named after Randy’s mother, a music teacher, “Dee” is a beautiful acoustic guitar piece. Even more fascinating is the studio recording session included at the end of the album. Instead of hearing the polished, finished version, you hear Randy working through it. There are pauses. There are mistakes. There are quiet “oops” moments. You hear him stop, regroup, and try again as the piece gradually becomes smoother.

It’s a rare glimpse behind the curtain.

An intimate acoustic instrumental probably isn’t the first thing that comes to mind when you think of Ozzy Osbourne and Randy Rhoads. Their public image was loud, aggressive, and larger than life. But that contrast makes the lesson even more powerful: the public version of greatness rarely reflects the messy process that created it.

Today, we have more tools than ever to hide that process. AI can rewrite our words. Photoshop can erase our flaws. Social media lets us publish only our highlight reel. Digital recording can make every note sound perfect.

There’s nothing inherently wrong with any of those tools. In fact, before you read this, I’ll run it through an editing process to make sure I’m at least coherent.

The danger isn’t editing.

The danger is believing that perfection is the goal.

Students become afraid of anything less than an A. People obsess over every perceived flaw in their appearance. Fans expect athletes to perform flawlessly every night. The fear of stumbling becomes so overwhelming that creativity, originality, and passion begin to disappear. We slowly trade our humanity for the impossible goal of becoming flawless machines.

But flawless machines don’t create art.

Humans do.

So today, DEE.

Create the studio session, not just the studio version.

Allow yourself to say, “Oops.” Let people see that the process isn’t always clean. Keep working until you’re proud of what you’ve made, noticing how it gets a little smoother with each attempt.

The process will never be perfect.

It was never supposed to be.

But greatness?

That’s still on the table for anyone willing to embrace the imperfect path that leads there.

Rock and Roll!

Pete

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Paranoid and the Self-Righteous

paranoid“Finished with my woman ’cause she couldn’t help me with my mind.  People think I’m insane ’cause I am frowning all the time.”  Those lines don’t even need the backing of guitars or drums to churn a feeling of very raw emotion in my stomach.  “Paranoid” by Ozzy Osbourne/Black Sabbath was the preferred soundtrack of my pre-high school years.  Despite its melancholy and borderline hopeless lyrics, it always seemed to be able to put me into a frenzy that required action of some kind.  My music selection at the time came as a surprise to many especially my middle school French teacher, Madame Gowie.

Although I’m not quite sure where my ability for languages came from, I was able to display talent even in middle school.  Nothing says “cool” in middle school better than being good in French class!  Unfortunately I was slightly unaware of what it took to be cool and became one of Madame Gowie’s favorites with the French name of “Pierre Paul” to boot.  The first time when I truly disappointed the good Madame was when I brought in a picture of someone famous for description.  My magazine picture of Ozzy Osbourne left her in a state of disgust.  Her thoughts about Mr. John Michael Osbourne were not positive in the slightest and it possibly changed her thoughts about me.  For my own part, I had a much stronger positive feeling toward Mr. Osbourne and the effect he had on my life.  So I took up the more normal disposition and disliked French class with my peers.

It was almost too easy for Madame Gowie and others to dislike Ozzy Osbourne.  He sang loud music that they disliked.  His song “Suicide Solution” had been under scrutiny in a court case where a family alleged that the song caused their son’s suicide.  He bit the heads off of bats and doves, what was there to like?

I’m not trying to portray Ozzy Osbourne as my hero by any stretch of the imagination.  My point is that for many people, his “evil” became a way for them to feel more righteous.  It is all too common of a practice today that we mask our own weakness and shortcoming by focusing on those who are worse than us.  If we are fat, we find the obese or our heavier past to feel good.  Do not look to the evil of others to find your righteousness.  You should be able to have a sense of pride in who you are and what you do without the disclaimer of comparing yourself to another.  It is a shell game that you can’t ever win.  “I can’t see the things that lead to happiness, I must be blind.”  There should be a level of autonomy to who you are and how you feel about yourself.  By comparing yourself to others too often, you are either inflating or deflating that which is unique and special about you.

“I tell you to enjoy life….” forget the rest.

Pete