Wednesday, May 25, 2011


I went to an epic concert last night with my non-biological sister Katie. Bright Eyes and Death Cab for Cutie.
So good. So heart wrenchingly good.

Besides the cloud of weed smoke that filled the Shaw, the concert was amazing and not headache inducing. It brought me back to days of listening to Bright Eyes till all hours of the morning, painting my heart out, burning incense and candles.
I remember feeling so in touch with my heart and emotions and at the time it was ground breaking for me. Learning the freedom and release of being able to cry, and the depth of the lyrics which spoke to me so strongly.

Now I listen to much happier music, usually with a strong country twist to it, which I guess is a reflection of where I am in my life now. Interestingly enough I also found Connor Oberst to be in a different place than the last time I saw him perform. He interacted more with the crowd and even cracked a few jokes… last time he didn’t say a word, and ended up throwing beer bottles at his drummer and fans. Wonder if he’s switched his medication, or simply just in a different place in his life as well.

It’s nice to be in a lighter, brighter place in life. It’s also nice to have a reminder of where you’ve come from. A brief glimpse into the past’s dark waters, reflecting the blue sky and clouds above. It’s a contrast. A beautiful one.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I get that light, happy feeling when I'm driving late at night listening to blasted music. I don't know how to explain it.