SHARING THE SHOWS
Like most people, I adjusted my way of living to accommodate being in lockdown. I tried cooking new recipes and I took up playing my guitar again. But I felt I lost a good chunk of my identity, which consisted of being a live music attendee. I just wasn’t comfortable going to shows before getting my vaccine, as most other showgoers weren’t abiding by the mask/distancing thing, and, well, I’d rather miss out on a show than be on a ventilator.
It’s also the one-year anniversary of the day I moved into my Washington, DC apartment. Moving during the pandemic was also a huge challenge. While I vibe well with DC, it’s been a bummer not being able to really take part in the social activities I’ve enjoyed, like going to concerts. So when my friend Greg told me about his band’s upcoming performance at Rhizome, I decided that since I’m vaccinated, I was going to go. As I wrote in my last post, I love riding subways. I finished up a book, Professor in the Cage: Why Men Fight and Why We Like to Watch, a story about an English professor’s foray into competitive MMA fighting. It also delves into the biological reasons behind masculine and feminine traits, which I think is a cause for toxic masculinity, but that’s for my other blog. Anyway, I rode the Metro out to Takoma, which is a pretty chill neighborhood, one I may have to return to. I walked five minutes to Rhizome and was met by a mellow-looking crowd outside the building, accompanied by the aroma of what I think was lemon ginger tea. I got a chair from a friendly, pony-tailed dude and said a quick hello to Greg before taking my spot. His band, Teething Veils, took the stage. The violinist’s use of pizzicato brought DMB to mind for me, and there’s something about a violin that adds an undercurrent of melancholy to any song. This, combined with Greg’s soothing voice and the general peacefulness of the crowd, had me feeling pensive.
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