Sara Bareilles last night. There are no words.

Living.

The beauty and soul that was Rufus Wainwright last night.

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The Truth About Love

2 weeks until this show. 

Less than a month until the Born This Way Ball. Just realized that one.

Tonight I was reminded why I got that tattoo, pictured above. I got this tattoo about 2+ years ago. This evening I worked the Brandi Carlile concert at the summer series I have worked the last 4 years. She was a show that I was looking forward to, and I made sure that I stayed and was able to watch most of her set. 

Now I have worked a lot of shows over the years, and I cannot be more thankful to work in an industry that I love so passionately. Not everybody can say this, and I’m always aware of that. I have worked for a radio station, concert promoter, label, a record store, and now a venue. When I got this tattoo, I had less experience than I do now, and I remember being giddy at every show I had been to, and loved every single one of them. It seemed like the theme with me was after every concert, I’d say “That was the best show I’ve seen!” And it just kept going, show after show. As the years have gone on, and I’ve continually worked shows, I found myself losing that passion around music - I was desensitized. It started to…you know…feel like a job. I caught myself thinking about my work in a negative and tedious light. Just like every other job, I have to do things that are tedious, and as much as I might have thought a while ago, it’s not all glamourous and exciting.

Tonight though, it was one of those nights where I got my reality check/slap in the face. I was reminded why I’ve worked so hard to get into this industry and stay in it. I was reminded why I got my tattoo. Every so often, I’ll go to a concert and get that slap in the face, everyone from Brandi Carlile this evening, Gaga, Beyonce, Sade, Sara Bareilles, Adele, and others have given me that. There is something that happens when I hear or see music that really cuts into my soul, and I get that reminder. 

Something happened tonight where I was standing side stage, and it was in the middle of Brandi Carlile’s song, “Turpentine.” She had a 3 part harmony going with over 1,000 people and I felt chills go all the way up my spine, and I noticed tears streaming down my face. The soul, power and rawness of her music, and this show was my reminder as of late. Tonight helped me stop thinking about the industry I work in as a job, and it emotionally connected me again, got me in sync. I was so overwhelmed with love and emotion as she continued the rest of her set, and so inspired. It was like I was hearing music again, I wasn’t hearing a job or a paycheck. I’ve noticed that the feeling I experienced tonight is in the similar vein as to when I’m really listening to music, putting a needle down on a record, or putting those headphones over my head - and not just utilizing it to browse the internet, or read a book. That is something I never want to loose, and years down the line, when I’m hopefully still in this industry, I don’t ever want to be desensitized. I forever and always want to be that person who can be brought to tears with the sound of one cord, or note, or lyric.

Talk soon.