15 years this upcoming year. 15 years i have been going to shows and making my living by doing just that. i will be the first to say i am very jaded. by the way, how weird is it that jaded means tired, bored, or lacking in enthusiasm and green means new or inexperienced. i mean, isnt jade green? tonight i kinda felt like it is.
tonight i went to a show as a patron. i sat in a lawn chair and clapped between each song. i even stood up at the end and helped make sure the artist came back out for an encore. the artist, by the way, was emmylou....
if youre a heterosexual man with eyes and ears, there is no reason you shouldnt want to snuggle up next to this beautiful woman and make sweet sweetness.
anyway...
im a cynical and sarcastic asshole. on the surface. i can sit and ruin just about anything for anyone. including me. i will create a reason to be unhappy about almost anything. it makes me laugh. when you tack on the fact that i was sitting there observing other people do what i do.... recipe for pure bitterness.
for christmas i got a CD. Red Dirt Girl. its awesome. the gifter invited me to the show. a great friend of mine. i like the disc a lot so obviously i had an interest in going. i certainly didnt want my jaded, cynical, sarcastic ass to ruin her concert experience. i sat in my lawn chair with the goal of making sure that didnt happen.
first song in... im sweaty. i am not ok with the way it sounds. i am out of water. i am surrounded by people. things are not looking good for my friend. third song in... jade, all of a sudden, is the exact same thing as green. i had forgotten what i know about production and concerts. sounds and tuning. i just left it all backstage. i knew nothing about any of it and was amazed by all of it. nothing could have sounded more perfect the words this woman was singing. i sat in my silly little chair for 90 minutes being in love with being a fan of music. being happy to be where i was. being sad when it was over.
sometimes it may be hard to forget everything you know but most of the time i bet its worth it. thats what i learned tonight. i am sure my pal, at many points, could still point out instances of my cynicism. hopefully she noticed that it was a bit more scarce than usual. it certainly felt like it was. it felt like it was the first show i had ever seen.
the human eye can differentiate millions upon millions of different colors. so why did we pick two of the exact same to mean such different things? shouldnt we have picked two colors at the opposite end of the spectrum? i guess that tonight i can be grateful for how easliy they were interchanged. i would have hated to feel so jaded on a night it felt so good to be green.
thanks.
p.s. i am always happier than i seem
tonight i went to a show as a patron. i sat in a lawn chair and clapped between each song. i even stood up at the end and helped make sure the artist came back out for an encore. the artist, by the way, was emmylou....
if youre a heterosexual man with eyes and ears, there is no reason you shouldnt want to snuggle up next to this beautiful woman and make sweet sweetness.
anyway...
im a cynical and sarcastic asshole. on the surface. i can sit and ruin just about anything for anyone. including me. i will create a reason to be unhappy about almost anything. it makes me laugh. when you tack on the fact that i was sitting there observing other people do what i do.... recipe for pure bitterness.
for christmas i got a CD. Red Dirt Girl. its awesome. the gifter invited me to the show. a great friend of mine. i like the disc a lot so obviously i had an interest in going. i certainly didnt want my jaded, cynical, sarcastic ass to ruin her concert experience. i sat in my lawn chair with the goal of making sure that didnt happen.
first song in... im sweaty. i am not ok with the way it sounds. i am out of water. i am surrounded by people. things are not looking good for my friend. third song in... jade, all of a sudden, is the exact same thing as green. i had forgotten what i know about production and concerts. sounds and tuning. i just left it all backstage. i knew nothing about any of it and was amazed by all of it. nothing could have sounded more perfect the words this woman was singing. i sat in my silly little chair for 90 minutes being in love with being a fan of music. being happy to be where i was. being sad when it was over.
sometimes it may be hard to forget everything you know but most of the time i bet its worth it. thats what i learned tonight. i am sure my pal, at many points, could still point out instances of my cynicism. hopefully she noticed that it was a bit more scarce than usual. it certainly felt like it was. it felt like it was the first show i had ever seen.
the human eye can differentiate millions upon millions of different colors. so why did we pick two of the exact same to mean such different things? shouldnt we have picked two colors at the opposite end of the spectrum? i guess that tonight i can be grateful for how easliy they were interchanged. i would have hated to feel so jaded on a night it felt so good to be green.
thanks.
p.s. i am always happier than i seem
3 comments:
Pretty sure I called dibs on Emmy last night. : )
But glad you enjoyed the concert!
so you make a living going to shows? You're a journalist/critic? If so....that's pretty awesome.
sound guy/guitar tech
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