A side note really and one that I’d be interested to hear people’s thoughts on (movingaudio AT gmail DOTCOM or the comments box is always open), is that this post talks about the fact that I have been pretty open about how 230 Miles of Love works and how other people can join in or make their own satcoms.
A few people have mentioned this issue of transparency and wondered whether it would have been better and potentially more profitable to keep all that behind the scenes? I can completely see the value in this approach – you bring up a concept that is new to people and they then have to come to you and ask how it was done and you make them bring you roasted swan on golden plates before you tell them.
Now, I like roasted swan on golden plates as much as the next man but I’m not sure I could operate in this way for a couple of reasons.
- Open source projects (not that this is exactly but I’m trying to embrace the spirit thereof) should always win over one controlling entity in the end – in the long run Wikipedia trumps Britannica every time.
- I’d feel like a bit of a fraud. It was a perfect storm of nerdiness that led to the satcom. I write for a living. I write comedy. I like GPS. I like the web. I found Geovative. I got drunk. Satcoms.
- Satcoms aren’t really the innovation. The Moving Comedy series (which 230 Miles of Love is the first episode of) is all about new writing and approaching things in an innovative way. Approaching comedy in a very different way (yeah, in a way that’s not funny!). Approaching how to deliver that comedy in a very different way. That’s the innovation that I’m really happy about and I think if I got people to refer to me as Andrew Shanahan – inventor of the satcom, it would be missing the point. Hopefully, as the Moving Comedy series progresses that will become clearer.
- Google nailed it: Don’t Be Evil, somehow in the recesses of my tiny mind is the feeling that employing smoke and mirrors, eating roasted swan and generally asking people to carry me around on their shoulders would be a little bit evil and that contravenes the prime objective.
By the way this isn’t false modesty. I am ace. You can voluntarily roast me a swan, I’m just not going to make you.
