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I'll define "success" as many have in other answers here: categorically.Commercially:I've had contact with companies that have shown interest in licensing or purchasing some of my music only to result in absolutely nothing.I've had brainstorm sessions with playwrights and filmmakers about scoring plays and films that have led to absolutely nothing.I've recorded four of my own albums and have ended up giving them away to friends, relatives and fans netting me a profit of absolutely nothing.I've recorded one studio and one live album with one band that made enough money to make up for what we spent recording and producing the album. For a net profit of absolutely nothing.Professionally:I've improved tremendously in my ability to learn pieces quickly and accurately with no rehearsal. I played in one particular band for almost 10 years in which we'd agree on 4 or 5 songs one weekend, go home that week and learn them independently, then show up for Friday's show and play them; for the first time together; live in front of a crowd. Granted I was in a group of incredibly talented musicians who all knew their parts and places. If anything there might be a quick 10 second tete-a-tete prior to the show where I'd ask the guitarist, "Hey are you playing the third or the root on that dual solo?" but other than that, we were all professional enough to do it right the first time.I know my theory. I know my instruments. I know my rudiments, scales, chords, inversions, derivatives, etc. I know how to communicate with other musicians at any skill level and play with them accordingly in styles ranging from marching bands to jazz quintets to speed metal.I've learned to work with other musicians without stepping on their toes or putting them on the spot. I've also learned how to cover mistakes (other musicians' as well as my own) and cover missing parts when people might happen to be drunk or absent or just plain bad at their job. I've learned to anticipate certain things from certain musician types; good and bad. I've learned what to expect from managers, owners, agents, roadies, contracts, schedules and all else pertaining to the non-musical sides of the music industry.I've taught students from ages 8 to 18 in both drums/percussion and piano/keyboards. I've seen light bulbs turn on and gears start turning and passions come alive in young musicians. I've helped some musicians better themselves and in doing so I bettered myself. Some of this can double in the "personal success" category.Personally:I could die tomorrow and be happy with the body of work I've produced in my life. Pieces of music exist now that were not here before I arrived and would not have existed had I not arrived. I truly don't care if it ever gets heard by others or becomes famous or recognizable. I've added something to the world that wasn't here already.I've composed very personal pieces and heard them played back to me beautifully. I've felt such amazing passion and emotion from the pieces I've written, recorded, and performed that I pity anyone who hasn't been given the opportunity to accomplish that. I've been moved to goosebumps, tears, uncontrollable smiles and laughter, anguish, sorrow, grief, joy, anger, empowerment, hope: all from music I created either by myself or with others.I've played in front of crowds larger than 10,000 people. I've toured all over the country (...and almost internationally if not for a drummer who was too scared of the cold to go to Iceland. grrrrrrrr....)I've shared stage and studio space with some of the best friends anyone could ever wish for in life. I've become eternally musically bonded with people that share a common desire, passion, and motivation.I've partied like a rockstar; and although this doesn't define musical success, it's intrinsically linked to the lifestyle and has provided me with stories (some that should never be told) that others think only happen in movies and tv.So with all that I definitely consider myself successful. Not commercially, but in every other sense.

Some violence & strong languageLet me preface this by stating this is about a legend on the police department my dad worked for & retired from. The first time he told me of this incident, he said “You ain’t gonna believe this it's so damn unreal. Don’t take my word for it, ask…..,” and named several officers who were on the department at that time. Now one thing about police officers, they’re horrible gossipers. Horrible!! They’d put church sewing circles to shame! Then when war stories get involved, the fight goes from 2 guys to 18, 5 shots become 25, a pea shooter becomes a howitzer, you get the idea. However. Of all the stories I’ve heard growing up, this one has never changed one iota. Not one! same actions, same quote, everything. Over 20 guys over several years & some to despise some others or disapprove of their very existence easily, told the exact same story. The only way that happens is if it’s true. Very similar to the military in that regard.There was an officer, Sergeant Hobart Rodell. If you earned the right & he liked you, and gave you permission, you could call him by his nickname “Roady.” A little background on him. Now Mr. Rodell fought with the Flying Tigers in China in the prelude to WWII. Some sort of aircraft mechanic, or armorer who kept the guns running. When we entered the war, he fought the Japenese with the Chinese. After they had no more planes he became Infantry & they did a lot of stuff behind enemy lines. Think Rangers or Special Forces. After the war he came home & joined the police department. He was about 6′6″ and like 260–275 solid. Strong as an ox. Nobody and I mean nobody screwed with Rodell. If they did, they only did it once. One brand-new rookie who was about 6′1″, 6′ 2″ had a few weeks on the job thought he’d be cute & called him “Roady” after roll call. Lightning quick, Rodell grabbed the rooked with his left hand, and slammed him up against the wall dangling this rookies feet about a foot off the ground. He squeezed the kid's throat to emphasize his point & said through gritted teeth, “That’s MISTER Rodell to you & don’t you forget it!” and let go, let the kid drop. And before too many people ask, the chief & most of the brass were scared to death of him. Roady would stand below the chief’s office window cussing him or some policy that came out, the chief would close his officer window & ignore him. I think you’re getting the idea.He was assigned what they called the Merry Go Round district. That’s where all the bars, cat houses, after-hours joints were. He ran his district w/ an iron fist. He also had a strict code. He definitely had some PTSD issues, but back then they thought he was a tad crazy. He didn’t take guff from anyone.An example from a dear friend quoted as best as I can from memory. “Let me tell you something about that crazy SOB! We were working 3rd shift (11p-7a) and we walked out of the station to go get in our squad cars. We’re walking along the side of the building & we’re mf-ing one another. Rodell crosses the street to get in his squad, I’m still next to the station & to be a smartass, I drew my gun & pointed it at him. This crazy bastard draws his gun & empties it!! Fires all 6 shots at me!! I hit the deck. Luckily he only hit the station. He’s still aiming his gun at me & tells me, “The next time you draw your gun on me again you dago-wop-siggy-sonofabitch , you’d better kill me because I’m gonna kill you.’ He gets in his car & drives off! And I was his best friend!” To this day I have no idea why or what possessed me to do it, I couldn’t help myself. I asked “So what’d ya do then chief?” He looks me dead in the eye, in a dead-pan voice, “Well, I never drew my fuckin gun on him again I can tell ya that goddamned much!” Yea, I kinda walked into that one didn’t I chief? “Yea ya did. Goddamned rookie!”So that’s a little bit about Rodell. On the Street, he was Mister Rodell. Not officer, not sergeant, but Mister. Keep in mind, this was in the 60’s before Miranda was out, and things were very different! There was a strong sense of street justice, and there was a code amongst the cops & robbers.There were some pimps that decided that Rodell needed to go. They pooled their money & were going to hire a hitman. That was also the word on the street. Several officers were hearing it from different informants & telling him. Roady when told, calmly said, “Well, they‘ve tried it before, let ‘em try again.” He told his informants & others, if they get any information on this they’d better tell him, or deal they’d have to deal with him.The fateful night rolls around. He gets a call from a prostitute saying the hitman’s here at the Big 500 (pretty sure that was the bar) either way, she gives a description, end of the bar, jeans, 3/4 length coat, gun in the waistband. Ok. This was what they call a shotgun bar. Walk-in, tables off on the left, L shaped bar on the right, straight shot to the back door to the restrooms & alley in the back.Rodell walks into the bar, he’s in uniform. Walks towards the end of the bar where the hitman is sipping a beer. Roady doesn’t say Boo, Hell, Damn, jack-diddly-shit, just POW!! one hit knocks the guy off the bar stool. He grabs the gun out of the guy's waistband, a revolver, & puts it in his. Then he starts beating him with his sap/ blackjack. Bar’s full of people watching this. Roady grabs the guy by the collar of his shirt & belt & drags him back to the alley & tosses him out the door & commences to beat the ever-living dog piss out of him. The bar patrons followed because they’d never seen anything like this before! Roady beat this guy unconscious. He reaches up, grabs the guy's jeans & yanks them down, Then he grabs the guys drawers & yanks them down. He takes the gun he got off the hitman & shoves it up his bum & thumb cocks it!! He turns to the crowd that’s gathered around & points his sap at them & proceeds to tell them, “This man is no good! He’s got it coming. He lives, he lives, he dies, he dies. If I find out any of you touched him or helped him, I’m coming after you!” Then he proceeded to walk down the alley & finish his shift.Nothing was ever said, or done to Roady. There were several pimps that left town that night to never return & no one ever tried taking a hit out on Rodell again. There were no takers anyway. As far as the would-be hitman in the alley, he left town as well. No one really knows how the thumb-cocked pistol was removed, there was never a whisper about anyone helping him.Definitely, without doubt, those fellas picked a fight with the wrong man. Truth be told, they were lucky to escape. Only because Mr Rodell allowed it!One more quick one on Roady or I’ll be typing all night. ait make it two. Both involve Benevolent meetings. The Benevolent is similiar to a union for those who don’t know. They negotiate contracts, help officers facing disciplinary actions, and other duties like that. Well at these meetings there’s beer. Grat shock to many I know. And when there’s beer, some guys are feeling their oats & decide to play games, tease, pick on, harass, or just generally screw with others.At this one particular meeting, there was an officer who was in his cups and he started jacking with Roady. Roady told him a couple of times to knock it off & leave him alone. That just egged this guy on. All the other officers there were telling him ‘Dude, don’t push it. Leave him alone. Better yet, go home.” He didn’t go home. Instead he thought it’s be a brilliant idea to pour a full beer on Rodells head. Roady didn’t take kindly to that gesture & displayed his displeasure by grabbing the officer by the throat, slamming him to the bar and grabbing his off duty weapon, jamming it under the guy's chin & thumb cocking it. Everyone knew Roady was gonna kill this officer & several left because they didn’t want to be witnesses. The only reason that officer is alive today is simply because Roady uncocked his pistol & holstered it. My uncle was there standing very close to Rodell said” There’s no one there that could’ve taked him down & certainly no one was dumb enough to try & take a gun from Roady!” That guy did wet his pants, he was taken home & he never messed with Rodell again. Ever!The other, also at a Benevolent meeting, a different guy, call him the Joker, was screwing ith Rodell. The Joker apparently didn’t learn from the mistakes of others. After he was busting Rodell's chops for awhile, Rodell told him a few times to knock it off. Things started to get a little heated. At some point Rodell issued the warning, warning not challenge, that if he wanted to get this guy, he could, would, and nothing would stop him. Other officers knew Rodell wasn’t joking, daring or issuing a challenge, but he’d reached his limit and some officers hustled the Joker out & told him to go home.So the Joker gets home & thinks to himself “He ain’t getting me! I’ll make it to where he can’t get in my house.” So Joker goes around, locking windows, putting pieces of wood in the windows so they can’t be raised, places trip wires in the house, double locks everything. Even goes so far as to place empty beer bottles on top of door knobs so if they turn, the bottle falls off & makes noise. He does a couple of walk throughs and safe with the knowledge that Rodell can’t get into his house goes to bed & promptly goes to sleep. A short time later he wakes up with a headache. Terrible headache. Like in the center of his forehead. Then he hears the unmistakable sound of a pistol being thumb cocked. With that, he’s wide awake & stone sober. Opens his eyes & there’s none other than Hobart Rodell with a cocked pistol, pushing it into the Jokers head. Rodell tells the joker “I told ya if I wanted to get you I would! You ever fuck with me again, I’ll kill ya! You understand me?” The Joker replied “Yessir!” Rodell got up uncocked his pistol, and walked out. The Joker laid there for a few minutes, listening for sounds indicating Rodell left. Never heard any. He got up & checked all his locks, doors, windows, boobytraps, bottles. Nothing was disturbed. Not a thing. 40+ years later, he still gets a little shaken up & says “I don’t know how he got into my fucking house! He was like a ghost! Nothing was moved or touched! I don’t know how he did it!” And yes, there’s still fear in his eyes as he relives it when he tells it!Hope you enjoyed. I know these seem so outlandish, but they’re true!

THIS IS THE ANSWER YOU ARE LOOKING FOR BECAUSE I'll TELL YOU EVERYTHING ABOUT ROADIES, TRUST ME.I worked hard, watched every episodes & auditions, even checked videos those are promising that roadies is a fake show(they are saying they have proof also) and even i talks to roadies, read many answers and what i found is that there are 2 types of people (releted to roadies)1- Big fan of roadies show (LOVERS)2-Those who dislike reality shows(HATERS)Now let me tell you what you will find in there answersLOVERS:- They will tell you that this is not a fake show or scripted show. They will even die for this show(stupid ones).HATERS:- They will tell you that this is a fake show or scripted show.Both are not telling you 100% truth.No one will tell you the truthNow may be you are finding my answer complicated. WaitNow my friends let me tell you the TRUTH.About Recent show ROADIES X4THERE IS A VIDEO OF EPISODE 2 DELHI AUDITION (TARASHA'S AUDITION) WHILE TARASHA COMES , SHE WAS WEARING SHOES,​​​​​​​​​​​​​​IN THE MIDDLE OF AUDITION WHILE SHE WAS DOING PUSHUPS SHE WAS WEARING HEELS,Her shoes changed to heels.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​AND IN THE LAST JUST BEFORE SHE LEFT SHE WAS WEARING SHOES AGAIN.Haters:- Haters are saying that this is a fake show bcz Wo kya ghar gyi thi shoes change krne and 1 min mein wapis bhi aa gyi.TRUTH:- haters don't know that roadies's audition which we saw just a little edited part of full auditions.According to me or i what i found:-What happens in tarasha's audition, while she came judges gave her task to flirt with karan kundra, tell her to show her basketball skills. They found her intresting never give up attitude they selected her.(in whole this scene she was wearing shoes). Judges move to next audition then crew members found too short video of tarasha and not much intresting video so they called her again for audition then they said her(tarasha) to do pushups then she did 13 pushups but in videos we found that she enable to do even a single pushups (this is because they cut the part where she did 13 pushups) where from i found all this?​​​in second part she was wearing heels. Then they edited the videos together. Second video(pushups's scene) they added in middle of 1st video(shoe video) thats why this all shoes and heels problem created.i think so.Truth behind MTV Roadies 8 contestant Suraj aka NageshHaters:- saying that suraj was a fake person and he was not a poor person and everything said by him about his life,his parents is a lie. And all this is the part of script.Ok this is half truth and half lie.because judges believed everything said by him(suraj) in the starting but in the middle of show they found that everything suraj said was a lie. So they called suraj again on show (because he has been already voted out) suraj said NO to came but he came due to the contract between roadies and him. judges and contestants even told on TV thats he was a fake,everything said by him was a lie.They compared him to a donkey. And suraj himself said that all this he done was for selection.So if that was scripted then WHY THEY(roadies) TOLD ABOUT HIM ON TV?ConclusionSuraj was a fake not roadiesWhy would anyone want to be on this show?http://www.livemint.com/Opinion/dLwHsgFUqYSFWQyvc9VzLO/Roadies-X4-Why-would-anyone-want-to-be-on-this-show.htmlCheck this. This person did a great job. But only tells about negative side of roadies. Everything comes with pros and cons.Now let me tell you the pros:-1-fame2-adventure trip3-money4-future tv shows5-career(if you r talented or win the show)Many people made their career Few of them are:-1-rannvijay2-ayushmann khurana3- prince narula4- vj bani5-shubhi mehta6- sahil anand7-shaleen malhotraOk if you opened Link i shared above about why would anyone want to be a roadie. In that many things said about roadies that they select only people with zero IQ or people like anseela.So here is my answer:- my friends they just did'nt choose person like anseela(she said she went to shitty school, got molested by friends). KIND OF PEOPLE MOSTLY SELECTED IN ROADIES:-1- ENTERTAINERS( that girl with zero IQ) and prince narula etc2-TALENTED:- ARCHIS3-CLEVER:- prince narula thats why he is the winner of 3 shows (I'm not talking about his gk or mathematics knowledge).4-Ready to do anything:- never give up types & will do anything for win. Even bad things5- TRP TYPES MATERIALS:- (most important)6-PPEOPLE COMES TO PROVE ANYTHING7-PEOPLE SAID SHITTY THINGS. Like anseela (These types of people may be selected because judges wanna Gave them a chance to improve their life or may be for TRP.8-PEOPLE WITH WHOM THEY(roadies) HAVE ALREADY CONNECTION. (Hifsa)9- STRONG PERSON WITH LITTLE BIT ANY OF THE ABOVE QUALITIES:- STRONG PERSON Task mein acha krega and gang leader ki jeetne ki % jyada ho jayegi.Sushil kumar sir is the part of roadies, few are saying may be for money he is doing that show then your answer is correct he is doing this show for money. But if roadies is all about destroying youth future(as haters saying) then Sushil sir never make roadies as a part for his life even in exchange of lots of money. Even he refused to do ads for cold drinking because cold drinking is harmful.ConclusionThere are few pros and cons. Don't considered 'roadies' as your life there are many thing you can do in your life. So don't waste your life. If you think 'for roadies' you are ready to face the cons then you should give a try for it. And if you want to become actor/actresses this is a good platform for you.HOPE YOU LIKE MY ANSWER AND SORRY FOR MY ENGLISH AND SORRY IF ANYTHING HURTS YOU.SUNNY SINGH KUNDU