There's an incredible electricity that happens at live music events.
I've written quite a bit about music, as it is an important part of my life. Recently, my honey and I went to a David Lindley concert. Known by many as the polyester guitar god, he is an amazing stringed instrument player.
Not just guitar or banjo, he played the Hawaiian guitar, bouzuki, and the oud when we saw him. He's backed up Jackson Browne, Warren Zevon and told a story about playing with Dolly Parton. It was a great evening.
But more than just wonderful music, it got me thinking about the magic of live entertainment. First off, the musician gets to choose which songs they feel like singing for the night. It's a way to get some insight into the artist's mind, however small a glimpse.
Then there's the audience. Mostly the audience is great and at times their interaction with the musician can spark a good story or a song selection that was unplanned. Those are the great unexpected moments.
There can be some negatives to a live show, though. Some audience members can make you wince. These people seem to need to hear their voices at a loud volume, even if they have nothing to say. And live concerts often go late the night. As my honey said, "Going out to music was easier when we were younger."
Still, I'm planning on more evenings out. Carpe diem!