The illusion of getting any constructive work done in the holiday season is just that, an illusion. While I really have enjoyed the time celebrating Christmas, I really seem to be someone that needs a little space and time alone. Usually this was my time to pray and meditate, yet, today, it appears I get to learn how to try to pray while watching the world and whatever the cares of people happen around me.
I just realized why I liked live entertainment so much, and also, why I had some trepidation about it.
The first was unlike a motion picture where you craft one master to be played over and over through a projector and carefully controlled audio environment, with live – it was live.
The part i didn't seem to enjoy was when you got really tired and forgot what city or hotel you were in - you knew you had to keep giving the same level of excellence. while it was great to learn - there was no room to take a rest and lighten up and have an "easy day."
Of course, today, you can see the fabricated bands lip synching away, or relying on so many Antares auto tune machines – it is laughable that what happened in the studio with slick production needs so many layers of back tracks to make the idea of the person on the stage believable. To many, I doubt they realize how “live” is really not live.
Perhaps that is why I have gained so much respect for the bands of yesteryear, I never liked the eagles, yet when I listen to them today I think – wow- they actually all actually play – minimal efx.
The other reason I enjoyed live was the pace it moved. It was constantly moving, loading, unloading, setting up and tearing down. In between you had to somehow create good and replicate “live” shows each day.
The trick was to cover up all the mistakes, and present all the mess backstage as “perfect and planned” in the front of house.
As I am experiencing real life, or perhaps it is European life, there is not the need for any speed – rather life is more of a nice walk in the park and people don’t kill themselves to live to work.
Sometimes you just want a bit of speed. I just learned there is a bobsled club in the next town. Perhaps I should see if my brain can handle occasional rattling. It is strange as you get old, you loose a step, aren’t as agile, can’t seem to do as much, yet, your heart still wants to run.
There is nothing wrong with allowing your spirit to soar – no matter what the age. It just might move as well as it used to. As one doctor said to the patients question of “how do you stay as young as possible”
“You make it a point to move and exercise every day.” Replied the doctor.