I have to say that I didn’t read the article. I’ve forgotten more subscriptions than I remember but the topic means a lot to me.
We live for live music. Back in normal times we would catch live music three or four times a month. We were fortunate enough to have an outdoor concert series late summer/early fall in town, physically distanced with chalk lined assigned spaces laid out on the ground. A little strange but it worked. Between the beginning of shutdown and the first concert of the series at least a dozen events we had tickets for had been cancelled. When the first concert began, I choked up. I wasn’t prepared for that and even wondered for a moment if it was a good idea to be there. You talk about your heart opening up a little, I guess in that moment mine did too. Music, especially live music, can be and if you’re lucky should be transcendent but you have to let go for that to happen. I think I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to button things back up if I did that. We all have moments like that ahead of us and not just about music. I least now I know I’ll be less surprised when they happen.
That was precisely my reaction at the fiddle practice. I choked up. It wasn’t expected and it made me so very happy, like crossing into the promised land.
Thank you. It didn’t strike me how awesome this random music was until I sat a moment. I hadn’t, despite the supposed down-time of the pandemic, sat still much and the music made me sit and listen and think. What a gift that was.
I have to say that I didn’t read the article. I’ve forgotten more subscriptions than I remember but the topic means a lot to me.
We live for live music. Back in normal times we would catch live music three or four times a month. We were fortunate enough to have an outdoor concert series late summer/early fall in town, physically distanced with chalk lined assigned spaces laid out on the ground. A little strange but it worked. Between the beginning of shutdown and the first concert of the series at least a dozen events we had tickets for had been cancelled. When the first concert began, I choked up. I wasn’t prepared for that and even wondered for a moment if it was a good idea to be there. You talk about your heart opening up a little, I guess in that moment mine did too. Music, especially live music, can be and if you’re lucky should be transcendent but you have to let go for that to happen. I think I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to button things back up if I did that. We all have moments like that ahead of us and not just about music. I least now I know I’ll be less surprised when they happen.
That was precisely my reaction at the fiddle practice. I choked up. It wasn’t expected and it made me so very happy, like crossing into the promised land.
I love your writing.
I'm counting on better days ahead. I can almost imagine what the collective gratitude might be like as we tiptoe back into our old ways of being.
Thank you. It didn’t strike me how awesome this random music was until I sat a moment. I hadn’t, despite the supposed down-time of the pandemic, sat still much and the music made me sit and listen and think. What a gift that was.