Harking back to my early music days – I began to perform publicly at 14 – my dad always told me to keep it clean.
He said that comedians and musicians never needed to be “blue” which meant suggestive or sexual. He said no one ever needed to use swear words or “bad words” or racial slurs in order to be funny.
Dad said that real artists could do it all without resorting to filth, claiming it was the distinguisher between real talent and those who were found lacking.
I know my dad would cringe if he were around today. Browsing an airport bookstore recently I was surprised how many book titles contain the “f” word on the cover. There are clergy who think it is cool or authentic or “vulnerable” to use the “F-word” in common exchanges and in print and from the pulpit.
Keep it clean, really.
What we say and how we say it exposes our hearts.
It reveals what’s going on within you and me.
It lets others into what’s going on within each of us and I hate it when I am in a place where it feels necessary to use words I know my dad would prefer me to avoid.
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