Live music.
It's the reason I have no problem calling myself a music junkie. Tonight I experienced a live set. Four guys. Six instruments. Melodies that constantly surprised. I felt electrified. I believe it's gotten to the point that I can admit to having a passion for live music. I hesitate to do so because I go to so few live shows. After seeing a band live at the beginning of last year I have a newfound appreciation for an artist that can deliver a live performance.
I used to think I preferred what I called studio artists. I was a fan of so many musicians whose live performances weren't up to par with what they could do in a recording studio. I've since been relinquished of that belief. My new passion for live music causes me to look at the artist with a new perspective. Instead of just appreciating them at the superficial value donned on them by a highly paid team of marketers, I find that I am constantly looking for the actual ability. It has pushed me into new genres and down roads to new sounds.
I find music to be this incredible way to express oneself. Listening to someone's very personal emotions is one thing. Half of the time it is just a catchy tune whose true meaning is nowhere near being grasped. What intrigues me about live music is that it breaks down that wall between conjecture and knowledge. It allows me, the listener, to see the passion beneath. The emotion that powers the song is poured forth for me to explore. It also helps form a stronger bond to the music to be able to watch the artist play. Watching musicians when the fall into their passion is one of my great joys. All in all it makes for an incredible experience that keeps my passion for music, live or recorded, burning.
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