The Very Thought of You
Mitch Chmara
The Bird
Jazz at Lincoln Center with Wynton Marsalis Braggin in Brass
Mountain Dance Live At Record Plant Los Angeles 1985
The Genius of Jazz
Lee Ritenour Dave Grusin Live at Java Jazz Festival 2013
Keith Oxman
Dave Powers
On Golden Pond Main Theme
Years ago, I began noticing something in music that didn't make much sense to me.
I would walk into a small club and hear an extraordinary musician.
Not good.
Extraordinary.
The kind of player who makes you stop talking and pay attention.
Perhaps fifty people were in the room.
A few miles away, thousands of people might be paying considerably more money to see someone whose name they recognized.
The obvious explanation would be that the famous musician was simply better.
But anyone who has spent enough time around musicians knows that isn't necessarily true.
Talent and recognition are not the same thing.
I've come to believe the same is true almost everywhere.
I've spent much of my life around musicians, software engineers, instructors, business owners and other professionals.
Some of the most impressive people I've encountered have surprisingly little public presence.
They aren't famous.
They don't have enormous social-media followings.
They may not have a particularly impressive website.
Sometimes they don't have a website at all.
Yet sit down with them for an hour and something becomes apparent:
This person knows something.
A musician has spent thirty years developing a musical vocabulary that cannot be learned from a weekend workshop.
An engineer has solved problems most people don't even know exist.
A bookkeeper understands from experience why certain small businesses continually get themselves into financial trouble.
A teacher has discovered how to explain something that generations of students have struggled to understand.
A craftsman can look at a problem for thirty seconds and recognize what an inexperienced person might spend three days trying to diagnose.
The knowledge is there.
The recognition isn't.
Years ago, I read an article in The Atlantic that has stayed with me.
My memory of some of the details has faded, but not the scene.
The writer had been assigned to cover a jazz musician performing at a small club in New York. The evening seemed relatively ordinary. A small group was playing, and nothing initially suggested that something extraordinary was about to happen.
Then the writer heard a trumpet.
Something about the playing demanded his attention.
He looked toward the stage.
Wynton Marsalis was playing.
I have always loved that image.
Here was one of the most recognizable jazz musicians in the world, a Pulitzer Prize-winning composer and an artist capable of filling major concert halls, playing in a setting where someone could apparently fail to notice that he was even there.
Until he played.
For those few moments, celebrity didn't matter.
The room didn't become important because Wynton Marsalis had entered it.
Wynton became important because somebody heard what he could do.
There is something wonderfully democratic about that.
Strip away the publicity, reputation, awards, photographs and famous name, and we're back to the thing that created the reputation in the first place:
A musician playing an instrument exceptionally well.
And it suggests something else.
Visibility is remarkably fragile.
We tend to think there are famous people and unknown people, as though recognition were a permanent characteristic of the individual.
It isn't.
Change the room.
Change the audience.
Change the context.
And even someone enormously accomplished can become just another person sitting at the piano, holding a trumpet, writing computer code or standing at the front of a classroom.
Dave Grusin represents another version of the same phenomenon.
You may not recognize his name.
There is a reasonable chance you've encountered his work.
Grusin has been a pianist, arranger, composer, producer and record-company founder. He composed music for films including On Golden Pond, Tootsie, The Fabulous Baker Boys and The Milagro Beanfield War, for which he won an Academy Award.
With Larry Rosen, he also built GRP Records, a label that became enormously influential in contemporary jazz and helped record and develop an extraordinary collection of musicians.
Think about that for a moment.
Someone can help provide the emotional language of a film watched by millions of people.
He can build a record company that gives other musicians an audience.
He can play with extraordinary artists.
He can help shape careers.
And millions of people affected by his work may never know his name.
Perhaps that's not failure at all.
Perhaps it exposes a mistake in how we think about recognition.
We usually imagine authority as a spotlight:
Everybody knows who you are.
But Grusin's career suggests another possibility:
Your work travels farther than your name.
There is enormous dignity in that kind of influence.
And it exists everywhere.
The engineer whose code is running somewhere while nobody using it knows who wrote it.
The teacher whose explanation eventually influences something a former student does twenty years later.
The accountant whose quiet advice prevents a business from making a disastrous decision.
The musician whose phrasing becomes part of another musician's vocabulary.
The person may remain largely invisible.
The work doesn't.
Many of us grew up with some version of this advice:
Do good work and people will notice.
There is something admirable about that idea.
Become excellent at what you do. Treat people well. Build a reputation. Let your accomplishments speak for themselves.
For much of human history, that could work reasonably well because reputation traveled through communities.
The best carpenter in town became known as the best carpenter in town.
A musician developed a following by playing.
A lawyer's clients recommended the lawyer to other people.
An employee became known inside an organization as the person who could solve a particular kind of problem.
Reputation traveled from person to person.
It still does.
But our communities have changed.
Today, the person who needs what you know may live five miles away—or five thousand.
And that person cannot recognize expertise that he or she never encounters.
Good work can speak for itself.
But first somebody has to hear it.
One of the great promises of the Internet was that it would remove the gatekeepers.
A musician wouldn't necessarily need a record company.
A writer wouldn't necessarily need a newspaper.
A software developer could distribute software independently.
A teacher could reach students anywhere in the world.
A small business could compete for attention with a much larger one.
And much of that happened.
But we replaced one problem with another.
The old problem was:
How do I get access to the means of distribution?
The new problem is:
How does anybody find me among millions of other people asking to be noticed?
We solved distribution.
We did not solve recognition.
This is uncomfortable because we'd like to believe recognition follows merit.
Sometimes it does.
Sometimes it doesn't.
The ability to do something extraordinarily well and the ability to attract attention to that ability are entirely different skills.
Some people happen to possess both.
Others don't.
I've known excellent musicians who were uncomfortable promoting themselves.
I've encountered technically gifted people who could solve enormously complicated problems but struggled to explain what made them valuable.
I've watched people with modest expertise become widely recognized because they were unusually good at communicating.
That doesn't necessarily make the visible person a fraud.
Communication is itself a skill.
But it does mean that the marketplace frequently isn't comparing the best person with the second-best person.
It's comparing the people it knows exist.
That's a very different competition.
Social media gave everyone a microphone.
That sounded like another solution.
But a microphone doesn't guarantee an audience.
In some respects, it created a strange new incentive: instead of demonstrating what we know, we're encouraged to demonstrate that we're visible.
Post frequently.
Collect followers.
React.
Promote.
Optimize.
Build a personal brand.
There is nothing inherently wrong with any of those things. They have created extraordinary opportunities for many people.
But they can also confuse attention with authority.
Someone can have 100,000 followers and know remarkably little about a subject.
Someone else can have 100 followers and possess thirty years of experience.
Follower counts tell us something about reach.
They don't necessarily tell us much about wisdom.
I've begun thinking about this differently.
Maybe the answer isn't for every talented person to become better at self-promotion.
Maybe people simply need better ways to leave evidence of what they know.
Write something useful.
Explain something you've learned.
Document a problem you solved.
Show how you approach your craft.
Recommend someone whose work deserves attention.
Tell the story behind something you created.
Connect an idea from your profession to something occurring somewhere else.
These things create artifacts.
And artifacts can travel farther than reputations based entirely on personal acquaintance.
A great guitarist playing in a club may reach fifty people that evening.
A thoughtful explanation of how that guitarist approaches improvisation could reach a young musician in Germany five years later.
An experienced engineer may explain something once during a meeting.
Or that engineer can write it down, allowing someone who has never met him to discover how he thinks.
That's a different kind of visibility.
It doesn't require becoming an influencer.
It requires leaving something behind.
This distinction matters to me.
I don't particularly care whether the best accountant in Denver becomes Internet-famous.
I do care whether a business owner who desperately needs that accountant has some reasonable chance of discovering her.
I don't need an extraordinary jazz guitarist to accumulate a million followers.
I'd like the musician looking for a teacher, the venue looking for a performer, or another musician looking for a collaborator to be able to discover what that guitarist can do.
I don't need an experienced engineer to become a celebrity.
I'd like the company facing precisely the problem that engineer understands to know that person exists.
That's not fame.
That's connection.
And connection can change someone's circumstances.
Perhaps we've made visibility too complicated.
We measure followers, impressions, clicks, likes, subscribers and countless other numbers because they're easy to count.
But the most important outcome may be much smaller.
One musician discovers another musician.
One employer discovers an engineer.
One business owner discovers an accountant.
One student discovers a teacher.
One reader encounters an idea that changes what he does next.
That's difficult to put on an analytics dashboard.
But it may be considerably more valuable.
I've reached an age where I'm increasingly interested in people who quietly became very good at something.
They are everywhere.
The musician in the small club.
The engineer solving problems behind the scenes.
The teacher whose former students remember her thirty years later.
The business owner who understands something that no business school ever taught.
The craftsman who makes something beautiful and doesn't particularly care whether the Internet applauds.
The world contains an extraordinary amount of expertise that remains largely invisible.
Perhaps the goal shouldn't be to make all of these people famous.
Perhaps we simply need to make it easier for what they know to find the people who need it.
Because talent does not automatically create opportunity.
Someone has to discover it.
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