Tuesday, June 30, 2009

And music is my aeroplane


Glastonbury festival. BIG deal. Because you don’t even know the line-up, but the tickets are sold out already… Of course, it’s this huge musical event, so you might think that it’s not just the artists involved, but also the atmosphere, the vibe, the importance of the moment and the place. Things that probably don’t change over the years. At least not depending on who’s on stage.
But there are millions of ways of enjoying your music (ok, maybe just a few dozen, but you catch my drift): on your player, in the car, at home, while cooking/doing dishes/cleaning etc., at TV, in a club, at a coffee, and so on. So why do we choose festivals? What is it that makes them so special? Coz everybody knows it’s not just Glastonbury that’s getting all the attention. Benicassim, Rock am Ring, T in the Park, Coachella, Roskilde or (my all time favorite name) Lollapalooza could as well sell most of their tickets before the line-up is known.

My personal theory is that it’s not just the fact that you have the chance to see more than one band on stage. That would be just a perk, let’s say. The most important thing is that you can se somebody singing live. Right there, in front of you. When they have the microphone in their hands, I have seen that most people change completely, and so do their songs. Tunes twist, sounds mix up, guitars bend and energies explode. People get involved and music is created. Another kind of music, music that feels good, that sounds good to everyone, that resonates in each and every person who’s in the crowd. Because another part of the fun is being in the crowd, surrounded by dancing, jumping, screaming, winding people who feel the music just like you do.

So I guess that what I’m really trying to say here is that music is best enjoyed when herd from the source, when you can actually feel all the modulations in the singer’s voice and you can feel like he’s singing just for you.

So this is a plea for the way we should all enjoy music: live, in front of the big stages, of the big artists, of the big songs.

PS: one of the reasons I regret not going to Glastonbury is Kasabian.
PPS: one of the reasons I wrote this is The Killers.

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