Foreword

Greetings! I'm Molly. This is my first blog experience and I'm pretty dang excited about it. There are a variety of reasons why I've decided to embark on this pseudo-assignment.
I'd like to make it clear that I am not an aspiring photographer, and I don’t pretend to be. Some of my closest friends and family are exceptionally talented in that area, but I can’t say it has ever been a genuine passion of mine.
Onto business. Recently, many of my Facebook friends caught my attention with albums titled “30 day challenge”, in which they followed a list of topics via photos that defined them. All of this for a period of - you guessed it - 30 days. I wanted to pursue this in my own way by making my own ‘list’. (Side note, I have planning this for the past few weeks; likely driving my roommate crazy by scrawling ideas onto paper in the middle of the night.) Regardless, I am excited for my ideas to come to fruition, and truly hope it turns out the way I have been imagining it. I invite you to leave comments on anything I post. I have always been a firm believer that knowing what everyone else thinks, does, in fact, matter. It puts things into perspective and allows us to be well-rounded individuals, which is definitely a quality I would hope to be recognized as.
One primary hesitation I have about this project is ultimately how self-centered it is. Completely. It can be chalked up to self-expression, art, or anything else… but in the end, things like this are primarily concerned with “me” and “I”. I struggle with this in an age of social media. Since the time I had a Myspace at age 16, I began this practice (we began this practice) of showcasing ourselves and finding endless ways to portray how unique we were. With Facebook and Twitter, I find it to be a double-edged sword. I want everyone to see… and yet, I don’t want anyone to see. Sometimes, all I really want, all I really need, is an outlet to mass-communicate my rawest emotions on a medium where no one is guaranteed to see it.
So…yes; with this project, I admit to being yet another self-dissecting 20-something. But I was programmed this way, and I have discovered a lot of important things as a result. This is about being honest with myself, regardless of all outside influences. This isn’t for you or for them, this is for me. It’s a time capsule. How will I feel tomorrow? In a week? a month? A year? Only time will tell.

Friday, March 11, 2011

Day 11: Never underestimate the value of

live entertainment.
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'Being there' has it's benefits.          
I was a latecomer to the concert scene, as my parents didn't allow me to attend one until I was 16 years old. Up until that glorious evening that I finally saw Red Hot Chili Peppers in the flesh, I never really understood what all the craze was. To me, it seemed that I could pay a sum of money to hear a song in the comfort of my own home, versus paying an exponentially larger sum of money to see the music happening in front of me. Was there really a difference? Lordy, was I ever misinformed. It was nothing short of an amazing experience; literally feeling the bass pound into my chest and catching the contagious enthusiasm of my fellow audience-members. When I returned home that fateful night, I remember laying in bed in the darkness, my ears pounding and basically reverberating everything I had heard in the previous few hours. It was the opposite of desensitization; I was surged with energy and impression. After that, I was hooked: Goo Goo Dolls, Snow Patrol, Paolo Nutini (second row!), Rush, Spoon, White Rabbits, MGMT, and Muse, just to name a few. I definitely don't see shows as often as I would like to, but I have my list of "must-see's" (---does anyone else out there have a burning desire to see Cake?).
         As shown in the photo, I house all of my ticket stubs in a wooden cigar box for sentimental safe-keeping. This is not limited to just concerts. Believe it or not, I have saved the stub from every single movie I have ever seen (If you look closely, you can see "Air Bud" from 1997 peeking out on the right). Live entertainment is something I will always value, regardless of whether this means a concert, a movie, a play, a musical, an exhibit, or a sporting event. We gain a broader and deeper experience when we witness something that has the ability to reach us on not just one, but several levels. This is hard to accomplish if you're watching a movie at home while construction is raging outside, or listening to music on low-def speakers. Music, movies, and all art forms, were meant to be given our undivided attention. We gain a sense of satisfaction when we allow ourselves to do so.  

It's a living, breathing world. Be a part of it.

4 comments:

  1. I try to save all my stubs ( I am an even later bloomer than you when it comes to concerts). My favorite things to save are the sporting events where packer games are such a great environment to be in. Its contagious and you feel the pride in the stadium with each chant being yelled. this could be biased for the facet of me being a die hard packer fan. Though nothing beats a live performance from the packers...or the national (tad biased i know)

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  2. I recognize that little rubber duck in the corner of your box...and I want it back! (Even though it is yours...I still think he likes me better.)

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  3. Well well, You smoke a fine cigar, Molly.

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  4. ^ Okay. Haha. Whoever wrote that part about the cigars made my day.
    [I don't smoke cigars -- I just have a thing for collecting neat boxes !]

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