Sold out show.
Ear plugs very necessary.
Lots of twenty-something’s.
Piercing and tats on parade.
Loud, very loud and even louder.
Some probably not more than 15.
More girls and women than boys and men.
Well over a thousand people grooving together.
Bass so deep it made coins in my pocket vibrate.
Twirling lightsticks and bodies moving rhythmically.
The floor bobbing up and down with the steady beat.
Some stripped to bare minimum due to sweat from dancing.
Melodic patterns of cool electronic music and dazzling lights.
DJ Excision in concert at Cain’s Ballroom, 2/21/2012 Tulsa,Oklahoma
Music of any sort can tie people of any age together. When its good enough to make the listeners’ bodies move without thought how old one is does not exist. Fifteen and fifty year olds have at such a moment more in common than probably at most any other time. And there I was last night with my almost thirty year old son listening to a “famous for the moment” electronic Disc Jockey who calls himself “Excision”. The two of us and a mass of a thousand or so were moving to the beat systematically in mass almost like one giant heart beating; a cool experience!
I am grateful to work in a profession directly related to music and to have been involved up close with concerts and the artists for over three decades. Music has kept me young in spirit. There is no issue with me having a conversation with an eighteen year old about music and finding we likely have a good bit in common about what we like musically. Likewise, talking to a peer who lived during the classic rock from the 70’s there is no problem finding commonalities in what we liked. Any anywhere in between is the same and it’s also true across genres of music as well.
I truly am lucky to be living a life that can put me comfortably with those my age and at the same time with those young enough to be my grandchildren. Being by far the oldest person at some shows on a regular basis I am amused by the looks I get. Some make eye contact and gesture in a way that says “It’s awesome that someone your age is here”. Of course, once in a while at a concert I find myself looking back at a young’un whose expression expresses clearly their surprise seeming to say “what are you doing here? Are you lost?” I just smile and think to myself, I hope you stay contemporary enough to do what I doing and enjoy yourself one day like I am tonight.
Without counting, all I can do is guess at the number but I believe there are tickets for seven or eight concerts and shows clipped on my fridge. Some people watch lots of TV. Some spend time playing video games. Others give ample spare time to playing or watching sports. Hobbies soak up time available for some folks. Other than being with those I care about for me its music, music, music and books, books, books that the majority of my spare time is given to (movies too). My parents always had records or the radio going from the time I can remember and there are pickers, players and singers scattered around my family. My music interest may well come from genetics even more than my formative environment. Where ever it comes from, I am blessed to be able to “feel” and enjoy music as much as I do. Some time back while living for close to a year outside the country with few personal belongings other than clothes I found I really missed only two things: my books and my music.
This morning I am grateful to have a grown son who still likes to visit his Dad frequently. We have much the same tastes in music and there is no one’s company I enjoy more. Much thankfulness is within for my love of music and for it to be a common ground with my boy!
Take a music bath once or twice a week for a few seasons.
You will find it is to the soul what a water bath is to the body.
Oliver Wendell Holmes