Sunday, February 19, 2012

To the musician who reached out to me here to ask me to write about his music:
THANK YOU. This blog feels so much more personal to me than a lot of things I write, so it really touched my soul to be asked to write about your music on here. Means a lot! Can't wait to write you up something lovely. :)

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

the art of truly listening.

It's 3am, and I really shouldn't be awake. I committed to an extra shift on my only off day this week and will have to be up and getting ready for work in four hours. I know, I know, it's responsible of me, but I honestly just want 24 hours to myself. That never happens anymore.

But anyways, it's 3am and I'm listening to one of my favorite bands, trying to figure out spots in their music that could be enhanced with the addition of a flute and I'm hearing all these parts I've never noticed before. Perhaps I need to spend more time listening to music fully engaged?

I mean, how often do you listen to a song and hear everything in it? Even if it's your favorite song in the world, do you know all of its tiniest secrets? Have you familiarized yourself with its harmonies, with the sneaky bass lines, or moving melodies? Do you know what makes it tick? Is it more than a catchy melody to you? Do you know why the lyrics exist as they do?

This experience is beautiful. I strongly suggest it. Insightful---and I don't mean just into the music. I feel like I'm learning a lot about myself right now, too. That could just be a side effect of the sleep deprivation, though.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Getting Here From There...

This blog is nearly a year old. Can you believe it? Maybe it is a year old. I haven't looked back through everything to double-check. I'll tell you one thing: I remember how this began.

Last year I found a contest on Superglue to win a chance to meet Interpol. If you know me at all (and if you're reading this you must, or you're just creepin'--- both are acceptable) you know I love Interpol. Let me also throw in, I didn't know about Interpol until 2009. Yes, I was that far behind. I spent a lot of time listening to pop rock back in the day. Forgive me, music afficionados, for I have sinned against us all. I don't care. Fall Out Boy will always have a special place in my heart. Theirs was the music that fueled my angsty teen years.

But anyways. We're talking Interpol. (Don't let me wander. I get off topic and get lost quickly. I'm directionally challenged. You know this, too, if you know me.) Superglue was running a contest to meet Interpol and I decided, this is something I need to try to win.

If you know me, and by now you must, you know that I had a particularly shitty breakup the summer of 2010. We're talking the life demolishing, forget how to eat and sleep, drop thirty pounds in two weeks and lose your mind kind of breakup. It was a lot of fun, I tell you. The only thing I could do every day was listen to music. The only music I listened to every day was Interpol's. Perhaps this wasn't the best way to deal with the breakup, since the man who broke my heart was the one who introduced me to Interpol's music. I didn't care. It was the only thing I could do to make myself function.

So, this Superglue contest. I saw it and I said, I need to meet them. I need to know they're real people, who go throw shit like I do. I need to pick their brains. In some strange way, I felt like meeting them would help me heal.

So I started a Tumblr. And I blogged about Interpol. I did things to earn points in the contest. One of my friends from high school read my blog and she said something along the lines of "gee, you're a good writer. you should write for the NH Community Media Lab." I said, "golly, that'd be fun." (those aren't the actual words, obviously. point is, she suggested, I was all about it, and the rest is history)

*poof* This blog was born.

I won that Superglue thing, met the gentlemen of Interpol on February 13, 2011. I'll never forget. They were charming. Daniel talked a lot. Fog was real quiet. I talked literature with Paul motherfuckin' Banks. I will never forget that because picking their brains for a few minutes got the ball rollin' on where I am now. (I also met one of my favorite people/photographers at that show. He had also won the chance to meet them! We are now pals and I am grateful.)

So, I won. I met my favorite band. And I decided, I need to pick musician's minds. Part of it is because I think people need to know they're real people, too. They're insecure and jaded and lost just like you or me. But they're also a hopeful bunch. They face adversity and they take it on. They've got souls that are all fired up.

Twenty points if you caught that reference.

That's where I started. That was my beginning. From the NH Community Media Lab to The Vinyl District. I was just a contributor to the Cleveland page and then over the summer, I was asked to become the editor. I danced like a fool around my room and accepted. In the past year I have interviewed at least 20 artists, I have attended an outlandish amount of shows (last year alone I saw 127 bands perform), I have made friends with a lot of amazing people doing a lot of amazing things, I have traveled to Chicago on the Megabus to see Bon Iver and stay with some of my friends from The Damn Choir. I have dreamed big. I have taken chances on myself. I have put myself in situations in which I was clueless and come out of them with a good amount of knowledge. I have challenged myself as a writer, a musician, and a person.

Now, I edit TVD-CLE, I blog here, I use tumblr, I've been asked to contribute to a few more blogs. I take pictures at shows. I do a lot. I want to do more. I want to do it all. You might think that's a bit crazy, but look at it like I do: doing all of this makes me feel vibrantly alive. I wouldn't trade that for the world.

So, here I am. It's been nearly a year and I just was thinking, I'm very proud of where I am and where I'm going. Where I've been, yeah, I'm proud of that, too.

After all this rambling, I want to leave you with a few things. Let's call them my goals for the year.

1. I want to go to a music festival. Or two. Or seven. I want to immerse myself in that experience.
2. I want to go on tour with a band and document the experience for them.
3. I want to write band biographies.
4. I want to do more interviews. I'll set the bar high (since I know I can handle it) and say I'll do 100 interviews this year.
5. I want to see 500 bands this year. Repeats from last year are totally cool because I like supporting the artists who move me.
6. I want to plan a concert. It'd be nice if it were also a fundraiser. I'm actually working on this. You'll get details one day.
7. I want to use this blog regularly.

Which brings me to my final thought. If The Vinyl District is where I post my interviews/show reviews/ show previews, why can't I use this blog to talk specifically about how things make me feel? How music moves me? I think this started out to be a blog like that, so I think it's going back to that. I'm going to use this blog for my feelings on music.

If you read all of this, thank you. I hope you'll be back to read my future ramblings. If nothing else, you'll hear a bit about some new music. I promise you that.