Connections: between black butts and glittery confetti (7 of 9)
Groningen. Pretty, isn't it?
A new period started when I moved to Groningen and hit the cultural scene there. Once again, I felt in place. I got to know loads of small, beginning bands that rekindled the fire in me to want to perform myself. It didn’t take long before that happened. But here came another problem: overload. I found myself visiting more concerts than ever, and I felt rushed. Internet really started to kick in; downloading got easier, so I ended up with heaps of albums on my hard drive that I barely listened to. You know that feeling, when you’ve got Winamp on shuffle, and you’re running to your screen to see what the heck it’s playing? I started to feel strained. I couldn’t keep up, so I retreated.
Ever since, I’ve been looking for a nice way to get reconnected, to find nice stuff without have to plough through loads of garbage. To feel that excitement I felt when I first played ‘Morning Glory’. Socializing with musicians has helped a bit. Being excited about bands you actually know personally is a whole new thing. It adds a new aspect called competition. You want to stay better than them, and once you get baffled by them you feel uneasy because you’re not the best. So that’s not completely satisfying.
Then there’s YouTube… (ctd. tomorrow)