Live shows over the net straight to your device

Those of you fortunate enough to be exposed to technologies such as the internet, such as you reading this post right now, would know that there are nerds out there who are always working on products and services being developed in order to make our lives that much easier and more interesting. Today I found myself waiting on my electrician in the parking lot around my building, to carry out some repairs to my geyser, and my mind wandered to a time where I could pay to watch a live music concert from the comfort of my own home.

Forget Satellite TV companies such as MultiChoice and TopTV – approaching them for such a service would surely breed somewhat of a monopoly of sorts. The ‘broadband internet’ and how we already have has a fair bit of access to what I’d like to call ‘decent bandwidth’. This service would mean television sets of today, which come wi-fi ready, can link up to a router, dial in to the event, supply a reference number and watch the show. Forget your TV set limitation as a single-source of income. Think about tablets and some smart phone devices alike.

Imagine the benefits – no need to drive, no need to drink and drive (you can just drink), no need to dress up for the ‘occasion’, leaving a show at 1am ruling out the possibility of making it to church, the convenience of recording the event as it happens, multiple HD (High Definition) camera angles, access to your fridge and your lavatory, not having to deal with “parking attendants”, not worrying about the weather conditions, any item you carry is actually permitted as it would be in your home, no stress over ticket availability such as this upcoming Coldplay concert in October and, from a business perspective, unlimited seating.

For the consumer the benefit is that one “ticket” can can furnish a multitude of people such as you and your girlfriend. Also, all the above points I have raised.

I need to clarify that I’m looking at this from a consumer versus business perspective as a viable service in the near future and not as a means to create a nation of “lazy people”. Don’t get me wrong, it is wonderful to be in that atmosphere, but who can actually attend every single concert out there? There is just no ways that is possible. This way you expand your market beyond a “show in Johannesburg” or a “One-night only in Cape Town” show. Think about the cost to get to cape town if you’re not there, accommodation, etcetera. It is just not viable. In theory the numbers behind this idea are solid at virtually no cost.

How I would do it?

Register for a service on a website somewhere. When you wish to watch a specific show you do a once-off payment to do so because these same nerds creating such services have ‘evil counterparts’ who have a habit of hacking your credit card information out of massive memory banks. You can “tune” into that “channel” before the show commences and you’re met with a count-down if you’re too early. You have an option to record the show – although I’m not sure how besides a dvd or blu-ray recorder. << That's a different angle on the technicalities which I don't wish to get into at the moment. Bars can pay a different rate and imagine being able to "take the show" to a remote location where people would have never had the opportunity to view such an event.

Confused? Alright – a summary: I want to create a real-time online service for theatre and music concerts. I believe this can definitely work – what do you think?

Home Threatre Installation
Home Threatre Installation

Moving out of home and getting that first car

I grew up in what we can classify as a middle-class family in South Africa. By this I mean I have never really had to rely on a “long drop” toilet, government-supplied bathroom/toilet structures, government grants and a community borehole tap water point. This means I only pushed a wheel barrow around the garden which of course explains my physical build – hahahahaha! Okay, that is actually not funny and quite insensitive. Not that life was all that – the house I remember my first memories in still doesn’t have tarred roads although around, but I must add that was one which was some 20 metres away. We did however have a huge yard with room to plant sugar canes, corn plants and the like. Relative win. (Bryanston is a nice place – so if you want to place me anywhere, like many people seem to, please make it there? Okay thanks!)

All that said I am still blessed to have lived in a family where both parents are still alive and even back then both were employed. We had a few cars to slot into the “double garage” over the years – mainly Japanese brands such as a yellow 2.0 litre Colt (Mitsubishi), a sky blue mazda 323 sedan, a white Toyota Corolla 130 (Government edition looking if I have to say) and at some point we dove into the Germans with a red VW Polo 1.6 with power steering and all sorts of nice things so I got the honour of seeing “thee” original Sarafina cast at the Market Theatre in Johannesburg. Please don’t ask me anything about it – I was very young and it is a very distant memory.

All good and dandy, but I remember a day when I was 10, in Standard 2, where I asked my mother : “Mma, please buy me something on your trip into town?” (This is of course translated) and she turned me down by replying: “Son, better make sure you work hard so that one day you may grow to buy and own anything you want.” Sad story this, right? Wrong. Okay a bit sad. A tough lesson for a 10-year-old seeing as I didn’t get the ‘customary’ Christmas clothing my friends would get nor an allowance of sorts.

It is that single moment that drives me to this day. Words that, in my head, meant that when I left home for varsity back in January 2004, aged 18, it actually was the day I moved out of home. No need to work out my age – I am 25.

I am so happy to have made that move (in my head anyway). There is something truly liberating about having your own space and having your own rules to govern you. Being responsible for your own laundry, replenishing depleted food and general stock piles, feeling the pain of every glass and plate your friends break, paying the electricity and water bills, making sure your space is clean and even tackling the difficult task of ironing. (I used to have a helper, but that is a topic for another day.) Yes, so you know I have a fancy little iron with steam and all so it’s not that bad. Shall I carry on? Thank you. Groceries, washing dishes, making sure your bed is made on a daily basis, being responsible for your waking up and making it on time for work/school, cleaning the windows from time to time, ‘dusting’ all the surfaces in the house, packing things away once you’re done using them and in all of that – creating a place you can truly call home. So no crying out to your mama, dad or to Baby Jesus when you’re bleeding from a paper cut no more.

Living with someone teaches you a number of important lessons such as how to be considerate to the next person… actually that is all I can think of. Hehehehe! Not relying on a parent/guardian in any way is truly, in my eyes, the act of growing up to being a responsible member of society. Yes, I have not forgotten about the tax man – believe me I haven’t.
The second biggest move one can make is to get a car. Yes, cars are not seen as investments, but I truly beg to differ. My very first job required that I have a car due to the consulting nature of the role. To be in a field such as auditing, for example, doesn’t work well without a car. Getting to Makro over the weekend to stock up on items you need pretty much fails without a car. Yes you have friends and some ladies have a boyfriend/brothers/fathers/etcetera figures to bail them out, but I guess for guys pride gets in the way. Perhaps not pride, but the feeling is still pretty sad and dark stuff. Asking someone to help us out like that becomes a heavy burden on our hearts. I have to say that I was truly blessed to have had an older sibling who went and blessed me with a car in my 3rd year studying, but even besides that I would have moved hell and high waters to buy even a 20 to R30,000 car. (So glad I never had to though – Thank you Baby Jesus!)

It has nothing to do with being “lucky”, but everything to do with making the best of any and every situation. Takes longer for some than others, but there’s nothing wrong with driving a TT (Toyota Tazz) when starting off. There is nothing wrong with going for near-broke and moving into a single-bed or bachelor apartment. I know the pain of that very first “security deposit”. One’s financial situation will starts off at point A and can only improve if one is a go-getter. Yes, fuel is currently something to the tune of R10 per litre, but if it reduces the damage to your nice works shoes, frustrating encounters with taxi marshals, being “relieved” of your smart phone device or work laptop at gun-point, traumatising taxi driver experiences on the daily, having to walk through the notorious Johannesburg CBD or being unable to rush off to a family emergency in the evening over the weekend – go for broke. Take your time. Move out of your comfort zone. pick a route – get one thing and work on the other.

Tomorrow is not promised. Move out of home and get that first car. Yes, you!


PS: Once the Gautrain comes into effect – the bit about the car might change for some, but Gauteng is really not the beginning and the end of the “South African” story so there. This piece is not directed at anyone – before I get complaints. Nxla!
*exits the building*

MBH – Logo Design

Mocha Brown Hospitality is the brainchild of a former school mate. She’s seen some work I’ve done before and her business was, of course, most welcome. There’s a definite look and feel to my logo designs and this is yes another example of this. I’m learning to incorporate some floral bits to some designs and I think it is working. Well, clients seem happy thus far :p

MBH Logo Design:

MBH Logo - long
MBH Logo - long

MBH Logo - short
MBH Logo - short