I get a lot of tweets, comments and emails from folks who say they’re jealous of the access I have and talk about how they’d love to do my job. It sure seems like fun when I’m posting red carpet photos and tweeting about who I just talked to. But to be honest, my job is not always fun. It’s a lot of hard work, and there are times when it can be really, very difficult to get through.
For example, this week’s elimination show. No matter how many of these I go to, no matter how much I try to steel myself for the results, there’s never a time when it doesn’t hurt. It strikes an unpleasant chord in me to see someone’s hopes come to an end, and more often than not, it hurts me personally because that someone is an artist with whom I’ve become friendly, either through social media or in person, and am therefore emotionally invested in. It’s then my job, like it or not, to ask them questions just minutes later so that I can write these interviews you read. It’s uncomfortable, and it’s depressing. I was fighting back tears on Tuesday night, because Sylvia Yacoub has always been such a pleasure to talk to, and because I’d just gotten to meet Bryan Keith for the first time only the day before and really got along well with him, and now I don’t know when I might get to see them again. Sure, we’ll be in touch over Facebook and Twitter, but that’s not the same thing as going to the studio knowing I’m going to see somebody and share part of their journey with them.
But it’s difficult because it means something. It’s difficult because I’ve had the chance to care. And that also reminded me of what I’m thankful for this year, and have been since I started with The Voice a year and a half ago. I am deeply thankful for all the people that I have met as a part of this show, from the artists to their family members, the coaches and the crew – everyone. I have made some of my best friends and created some of my best memories with those friends on The Voice stage, the red carpet, or some concert venue somewhere. For every artist who’s been on the show, I have a memory. For every big moment you read about, there are a half-dozen little things that I still recall.
I’m thankful for – in no particular order because it’s impossible to choose – things like Rebecca Loebe taking time before her Hotel Cafe show to have coffee with me. For bonding with Katrina Parker, Kim Yarbrough, and Nathan Parrett over lunch after a press junket. For Jamar Rogers always encouraging me every time we talked. For Tony Lucca spotting me all the way across the Universal CityWalk plaza and saying hello. For Beverly McClellan and her awesome managers Beth and Miki treating me like one of the team when I came to see her perform. For Chris Mann taking the time to stop and say hello to me even as NBC was pulling him off the red carpet for another PR commitment. For Dia Frampton doing the same when we ran into each other at the mall. For Pip and Eileen and Bridget being the little extended family I never had. For Dez Duron being the president of my fan club if there was one. For Juliet Simms telling me that she was going to miss me at the end of Season 2. For Justin Hopkins making me laugh every single time. For Blake Shelton sending me a Team Blake T-shirt just because and yes, for all those Adam Levine hugs. For all those things and so much more, I’m grateful every day. No matter what else happens in my life, I’ve been blessed.
And I’m thankful for you, The Voice fans. You have been one of the most supportive fan bases that I have worked with – not just with the artists, but with me personally. You don’t just read my articles, but you’ve taken me into your social circles and treated me as a friend. When I couldn’t find a particular magazine to read the Adam Levine cover story, one of you sent me a copy all the way from Texas. When I showed up at a concert flying solo, two of you let me spend the evening in your company, just so I wouldn’t have to be alone. You are wonderful, and it’s been my pleasure to write for you, and to hopefully connect you a little more with this show and these people we all love so much.
Happy Thanksgiving, folks.
Until next time, never be afraid to find your voice,