I feel so happy, lucky and alive knowing that I’ve witnessed @davidbyrneofficial performing for a crowd I was part of. I don’t know if you have any idea how it feels to hear your favorite song in the whole world being played live right in front of you, but I can tell you that it feels damn fucking good.
I remember learning about the Talking Heads a few years ago as one of Arcade Fire’s biggest influences. I went and I listened to it and my life was forever changed (thanks for the tip, Win @djwindows98). Quite literally. It sounded so weird and strangely hypnotic. So unexpected on so many levels, but, you know, in a good way. Man, what a ride. To see Stop Making Sense for the first time. To read all about David and the many wonderful things he’s done and keeps doing over all these decades. To learn about all his artistic projects. David taught me so many new things I didn’t know about. Music, films, books, humanitarian projects. You name it.
The fact alone that I’m alive at the same time as some of my favorite artists makes me feel lucky to be alive as the same time as them but actually being able to witness them performing right in front of me is one of the very few things that makes me feel happy to be here on Earth. It’s fine if it sounds lame. And it’s fine if go to all these shows by myself, if I don’t have many friends or the ones I have don’t care for the same things I do. Because you get to meet such decent and nice people that are there for the same reason as you are. You get to sing all those songs out loud. You get to laugh and cry and dance with strangers. And I never feel as free as I feel doing all that. I don’t care if my voice is shit or I look like an idiot (because, you know, you’re the idiot if you’re not enjoying yourself).
What I’m trying to say with this? Not sure. Just spend your money on concerts and shows and things that make you feel alive. I’ll keep doing the same.
We’re all gonna die eventually.