Lately I’ve been a little bummed, I guess that its just being in Matawan. This town, has nothing to do, nor is there anything open late except for one diner. If I plan on staying up late, my choices are either the first aid building, or sitting on the couch in my room watching tv. Unfortunately, tv can only keep me entertained for so long. I mean I’m pretty sure that I officially have seen every movie, ever.. (Exaggerating don’t worry)
Thank god for giving me an interest in guitar back in 9th grade. Whenever, I”ve been upset or angry I always play my guitar. Somehow I always find a song that fits my mood perfectly or make one up on the spot. I miss the days when I was a part of my so called “band”. Even though we didn’t put time into anything, let alone do anything to get our music out there I had great times. For some reason, compared to back in high school I am MUCH less creative now. I mean back then I could create a 10 minute song, with a two minute rap in the middle, to a random chord progression, all while sounding like the gingerbread man from Shrek. The fact that I was able to rap battle against myself, create story line and follow it completely to the end is remarkable. Now, I’m not trying to toot my own horn, the point of that was to bring to light my lack of creativity. I mean compared to then, I feel as though I have done a 180. I exchanged my creativity with that, for my very good guitar playing skills now. I feel like I need to either get a girl in my life, or be completely alone with no human contact for a month just so I can be able to sit and think. I need some sort of life changing moment or an in-depth experience that allows me to look deep into myself and pull out that which is my soul. I need a push in the right direction to discovery.
I mean, I have not been more inspired in my life than I was when I saw Jason Mraz live. I mean, the only other person I enjoyed just as much was John Mayer. Maybe its because I had a girl with me both times (just as friends), or if it was because during those two concerts I was still trying to discover who I was. I mean, I’m still trying to find out who I am, but so far I’m at a stand still. Back then, life was great. I was enjoying everything and anything, but at some point between going back to Drexel this year and now, my whole view on life and life itself has changed completely.
So back to being inspired by Jason Mraz.. When I went to see him in concert, I felt a part of something big. I mean the whole place was like one unified group. Although there were the occasional screams and cheers, we were all in awe of the passion that this man put into his music and singing. I mean, when you listen to some songs obviously there is less passion than others. Not because they are not good, but because whenever an artist writes music, there is almost always those songs that they are happy with, but can’t necessarily 100% connect to. Anyway, one of my favorite songs of his is the one above. Of coarse in the recorded version of his concert they made it more dramatic, by him playing with no audience. Just Jason and his guitar. However, when I saw him live, he didn’t have an empty venue/arena, it was packed from what I could see, but he did have that silence. He gave every bit of passion into this song and I was never more inspired than when I heard this and his opening song, “Sunshine Song”. If you haven’t already, please sit back, press play, close your eyes and enjoy. Allow his words to become yours, and his passion to run through your body. Feel what he is feeling, you won’t regret it.
P.S - Seeing as how this is my first post, I’m not sure how I want to express my thoughts in a post, so with that being said, I apologize for any feelings of randomness or being unclear.
- Stay Classy
