I was watching Pearl Jam – Immagine In Cornice last night and realized how much I really love music and its power to inspire. Perhaps its the fact that I really have no musical talent (I gave up playing the alto saxaphone in 5th grade), but watching artists perform makes me want to be creative.
I look over at the guitar sitting in my office (a gift for my wife) and really want to strap it on and play the night away…except for the whole not being able to play guitar roadblock.
I went to more concerts than I can remember while in college and have continued to make it to a few shows a year. My musical tastes have changed, just as I have in the last decade. I still love rock music, but you can also find me just as content sitting on my back patio listening to acoustic songs from Jack Johnson with Christy, a glass of wine, and a cat looking out the door at us just hoping we’ll leave the door cracked open for her to escape.
Years ago, I would have thought anything that didn’t require an impromptu mosh pit wasn’t music that had any real emotion to it. I’ve transformed into appreciating more music styles. I think I have my wife, Christy, to thank for that.
I just hope there never comes a day where I start listening to bands like Nickelback or lame Britney Spears and find that I’m really enjoying them. That might be where I draw the line. Although, the music I listen to now is a far cry from that of the past so……..never say never right?