To say that I reluctantly fell into the persona I represent is accurate, and for a cynic such as myself, is really not as bleak and uninspired as it sounds. And then again my ravaged and pathetic CD and cassette collection and lack of technology beyond what I can get away with these days no doubt cannot define me, but then again perhaps it does. The material objects that emit music are not my concern today or ever, though I appreciate that which I do have and surprise myself at my savvy when I do get my hands on them, my concern is primarily with the experience, exceedingly broad yet markedly narrow.
My observations mostly have preyed upon this home of mine, the greater Denver metropolitan area, shall I say, though these state lines have hardly contained me. As in my travels, I am always related to Colorado, this discussion/rambling also be. I will also discuss live music as a separate living entity outside ourselves at times because we often perceive the experience as elevated, or I suppose I should not speak on behalf of you, but this is my experience and part of my focus (tell me I am wrong whenever the desire arises please). Live, as in live music, is a term that clearly refers to life and can be incorporated into a multitude of conversations that will happen right here, spanning the spectrum from human will to smell and wherever else you all take me from here. So, you’re invited, if you’re ready jump in, and though I can be fast and reckless at times, I survive on fortune where I can find it and the words and skills I hope everyone is ready to call me out on.
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