Tuesday, January 29, 2008

falling out of 'love' with a musician...

People have often asked me if meeting a musician has ever made me suddenly dislike them. If someone has been so utterly horrible to interview that I just simply didn't like them or their music anymore. I've always answered that question with one word: no.

I used to think it probably wouldn't happen to me. Once I love an artist, I tend to always stick with that general vibe about them. Sure, the passion may wane, but I normally always remember true love for a musician. Even if I don't adore them, I respect their work or am at least amused by it. I have never encountered anyone that I truly loathed. Don't get me wrong, I have encountered the arrogant, the pompous, the shy, the outgoing, the funny, the flirty and the dull... but I haven't felt true dislike towards any of them. Possibly annoyance or a tad bit of irritation, but never true feelings of negativity. I normally find a way to relate to all of them and possibly that's one of the reasons I do what I do and why I love it so.

It is not in my nature to slam on musicians... I need music and the people that create it inspire me all the time. But recently, I had an experience that gave me a very foreign feeling that I would never again be able to truly enjoy the music a particular artist has created. I'm not saying the name of the artist because I still hold some hope this feeling will someday dissipate.

I surmise there was a moment that I looked at this musician and was nearly knocked over by the wave of utter negativity eminating from his entire being. It is not my position to judge anyone for the anger behind the words they say. By no means were they directed at me... but it still felt like I was getting them all over me. The analogical drink in the face that is intended for someone else, you know? In that one moment, I was saddened to realize that my 'love' for this musician was gone... it damaged my feelings for any art attached to him. He had effectively with one sentence killed the inspiration that I had previously found in his words.

Sure, everyone has those things that get to them so badly they can't help but let it poison them a little bit, but eventually I would hope we could all learn to let things like that go. No, we don't have to lie back while someone walks all over us, but when something has happened and no amount of fighting or complaining has ever changed it... it may be time to move forward. Learn what NOT to do in the future. Take it as a cue that there are things that you may want to watch out for in the days to come.

I'm hopeful that someday I won't have bad memories about the encounter and that I will able to enjoy the beautiful music of this amazingly talented person again. Maybe someday I can take my own advice and let it go. We shall see.

It just pains me to know that right now if someone were to ask me again the question I typed at the start of this blog, my answer would be different.

Thanks for reading!

xo,
Sam

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