And All That JAZZ

Went to a jazz show last night and it was great...music is a wonderful thing
Details and listen to a clip - http://www.jalc.org/concerts/details3.asp?EventID=1581

The result of that inspirational sound:

Blowing in the wind, I enter the exit of the privileged. Clicking towards the backstage, I see him...the epitome of a man that carries burden and trial with grace. A man who works for what he loves and what flows natural. Jazz. The surprise is a ticket to a life changing event. Jazz. Floating on the 'Blue Note' I sit center, upstairs, but feeling like front row. Watching the lights dim and strengthen with each set change, I give an open ear and heart to the lyrics that talk of love lost and refound, of things unfelt and unchanged. Of life. Jazz. Some slow tempo, some upbeat. All...that...Jazz. Not sure from where it came, but it seems to unconsciously unite some who have been at odds in past. The black and the white harmony coming to surface and bringing light to what is heard. An invisible thing sound is, but yet it penetrates the solid and makes the solid, fluid.

The chemistry that flows inbetween, the respect and attention given to the soloist, the harmony that communicates volumes, literally. Personally sharing struggles and compliments, each piece is poetic and composed carefully. Following notes gliding on scales along with improvisation that needs no explanation, applause fills the gap.

Sitting alone, next to my coat I enjoyed being welcomed into this experience. Listening and watching changes happen both with them and within me, I come to understand the importance of being cultured. Not only knowing your own but opening your mind to others, understanding the new and different and only taking those pieces that satisfy the moment. Not overindulging to bring boredom, but savoring to bring awareness.

Let this be an inspiration for those who don't and a validation for those who do -- try something new...
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