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The Nashville Currency

Music Row, Prince's Chicken, the Ryman, Fan Fair (yes I still call it that)...just a few of Nashville's unique offerings. Add the tech-start up environment, the healthcare industry, a grand infrastructure for new HQs and Data Centers, and some fine universities....we've sort of got it going on here in Nashville.

GQ, Esquire, Saveur, Forbes (just to name a few) have extolled the beauties of Nashville and we've been dubbed 'the new It city'....we have also garnered a few haters (The Atlantic, a few blogs, etc) either denying our 'It' status, or spewing vitriol about the detestability of an 'It' city even existing....we've got it.

When the love comes forth you are doing something good.....when the haters start in, you are doing something great.

But....we have something here that I've heard is rather unique. Nashville, being a city of transplants, has the ability to look at itself with many eyes...through the migrated lenses of our transplants, and the view of natives that blend to make Music City (and we are so much more than Music).

What they see is a culture of coaching.

Nashville has a hidden currency, a bartering system, a mandate to mentor. I hear so often from people new to the city that they've never lived somewhere where everyone was so willing to help them achieve their goals.

Charitable endeavors, pet projects, mentor programs, advocation, inspiration...the Nashville culture has within it an economy of kinship. A philanthropic banking system with constant withdrawals and deposits....tit-for-tat tutoring...splendid sponsoring...required reciprocity....I can alliterate for pages, my town has so much to offer....but I will spare you this, and thank you for humoring me so far.

But, simply put, help is one call away....all you have to do is ask and an army of networking partnerships, business relationships, and friendships will be offered unabashedly. You've heard of "6 degrees of...", Nashville has it down to 4....tops.

So...we are Nashvillians....how can we help?


Comments

Sjhale615 said…
We help because we were raised to always show that Southern Hospitality-- even if we're muttering "Bless their heart" about something

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