MOULIN BLUES!!!!!!

Amateurs do it because they want to.
Professionals do it because they have to.

What I mean by that is that a professional is fulfilling an absolute need to do it... an all-consuming passion that if not satisfied, would leave their lives with little, if any, meaning.

Amateurs - for all that there are some brilliant ones out there, with more than enough talent to make the distance in bigger circles - haven't got the same furious ontological drive. They're quite happy for it to be a hobby.

That's about as simple a definition as I can come up with.




dm.
(If you want to know what I'm talking about, rent the movie "Camp", and you'll get it. Call me a big ol' sook, but I bawled when the fat girl sang to her parents.)