the magic of music
one of the easiest ways for me to connect with someone is to start talking about music or concerts. if we like the same artists, we’re already friends!!!!
technically, my first concert was at age 1. barenaked ladies. not sure that really counts. my dad is a huge concert guy. he grew up in california in the ’80s, sneaking out to LA to see bands he’d end up watching 30+ times. true groupie behavior. the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
i grew up going to concerts, lucky enough to see some of my favorite bands. once i got my own car i started going alone. you’re never truly alone at a concert. you’re in a room full of people who love the same thing you do. i’ve met friends in line, shared unforgettable moments, and maybe even camped out in front of MSG at 2am for barricade (sorry mom).
there’s a name for that feeling you get when you’re surrounded by thousands of people, all there for the same reason. collective effervescence. it’s that moment when every hand heart goes up during ‘fearless’ at a taylor swift show. when the entire crowd holds their breath during ‘landslide’ at fleetwood mac. when for just a second, you and a stranger get each other without saying a word.
music has always inspired me and made the world feel a little smaller in the best way. i want to be a part of creating those moments, where a song, a lyric, or a shared experience makes everything make sense, even just for a second.
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