For the third straight year, Rachel and I went to see Brit Floyd at DeVos Performance Hall in Grand Rapids. It’s a great venue, and it was, for the third straight year, a fantastic show!
I’ve seen Pink Floyd several times in the past, and they’ve been in my top-5 all-time bands for pretty much all my time. Comfortably Numb is my #1 song of all time, and I’d count both The Wall and Dark Side of the Moon among my top-ten albums. So it was with much excitement that I discovered that Brit Floyd would be coming to Grand Rapids in March – so when tickets went on sale I bought great seats dead in the center of the first row in the balcony of DeVos Place performance hall. I questioned my sanity a bit at paying $50 for a cover band, but the more I read about the band, the better I felt.
I have enjoyed reading Rolling Stone for the last ten years or so, and every now and then, I take a flyer on a band I’ve never heard of that gets reviewed in RS. Life is easier now with Spotify, Pandora, and other music discovery services, but I had a harder time finding good new music back then, so when I found something, it was seriously positive. I came across a review of a band called Oceansize, with an album called Effloresce, and the article had a thumbnail of the wicked album cover:
I have a pretty intimate relationship with music, and have as far back as I can remember. It seems fairly common to hear a song and associate it with a memory, and I do that a lot. The inverse is also true with me – memories trigger song associations as well, which seems to be a bit less common. Though the music I listen to evolves over time (does my 1989 Poison-to-Dokken preference realignment count as evolution? Probably not), my bond to music has stayed consistently strong.
I’m never far from music, like many of my fellow junkies, and on certain occasions, I come across some new track or band that absolutely blows me away and changes my perception of not just music, but myself, and my life. Introspectors tend to have moments where they say to themselves things like “I know my life will never be the same after this” – and I have musical moments like that. Sounds crazy, but it’s true. I’ve experienced probably a couple dozen moments like that over the last 25 years, and I’ll share a few here. I can’t remember them all off the top of my head, but whenever one of those songs comes on the great iTunes shuffle, I’m instantly transported back to that moment of discovery. Enough already, more about the songs that have smacked me in the face.