In this thing we call life, each of us is meant to create our own version. What we pull out of it, what we express and put into the world is different because we are different. Inspiration, admiration and motivation can find us just about anywhere. Recently I found it at a local music hall during an open mic night. Over the course of the evening I saw musicians of all ages sit or stand on a small stage. They came to play and sing their original music or cover others. In a small room, on a small stage each performer accepted the full responsibility and vulnerability for whatever they produced in the time they were there.
All ages, mostly men, they came to the stage differently and approached their music differently. Some confidently set up and began. Others were more tentative. Some gave their work an introduction and explanation and others spent their time tuning their instrument. One older gentleman, accompanied by his sister and friend, fairly quivered before beginning. As I watched, it occurred to me the truth that art mimics life. None of these people were performing because they expected stardom or discovery. They performed because the music was in them and they needed to express it. [Read more…]