Oh Bennington, teach them something useful.
Tomorrow it's back to the old Alma Mater to see my remaining college friends bid Bennington farewell. However, I think I may have made a big mistake. In order to get a free commencement dinner, I committed to speaking on an alumni panel, offering suggestions and hints to graduating seniors. But as the day fast approaches, I'm starting to get a little nervous. I mean, how can I tell them that if they didn't pick up some sort of skill set at Bennington, it's kind of too late? How do you tell artists that you hope they like serving people coffee or answering phones? How do you tell them that if they didn't make any connections during FWTs, they should probably be prepared to whore themselves around for a few years? What can I say to them? Anyone? Anyone?
p.s. I'm also going to Bennington to buy Jim's moped. Maybe we can be moped buddies, Ryan? Mine's not a fire engine bike, but it is purple...and Dutch.
1) lucky you going to B.
2) It's a flying dutchman moped?
I would tell the full tuition students that they should just keep doing what they're doing and hope for the best. The people that actually have to work to make ends meet, well, I'd tell them to constantly kick ass and always be professional, because the world is not nearly as nice as Bennington. The world doesn't care about your process or your feelings. The world just wants to have its ass kicked. So show them your fucking teeth. While also simultaneously not taking yourself too seriously.
First think, then speak... Emmanuel