I went to an Indigo Girls concert the other night and left feeling euphoric. While I love their music, I can’t say I have been a classic fan. I don’t buy their albums or follow them closely, so I couldn’t sing along with any but their most popular songs. I’m sort of a lazy enthusiast, if that makes any sense at all. I’ve seen them in concert once before and had a fantastic time, so I knew I’d enjoy myself this time, too.
But I left thinking, “What is it about concerts in general?” I always leave a concert feeling sated, relaxed, and happy. I’d love to have that state of mind all the time. And here’s what I think it is: only in a concert are you allowed to scream and sing at the top of your lungs, and generally make a fool of yourself in public, and that’s SUCH a release. And then there’s the fact that every person around you is doing the same thing, and there’s also this general agreement about your current experience, and that is something we as a society seem to feel less and less with each passing day. Everyone who is at a concert is there because they want to be. We’re all on the same page. We’re in this together. It’s almost like a weight is lifted from everyone’s shoulders. Freedom!
If concerts could be made in pill form, there would be peace on earth.
You kids and your crazy loud music!
And when I go home I like to play it backwards.
Don’t… when you do that a Beatle dies.
Nooooooo!
It’s true.
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