I was talking to a friend and we decided to devise our ultimate concert experience that transcends petty factors such as money, availability, and even time. This was my personal rough lineup, which would be divided into 4 days a la Coachella style (minus the crazy drunkard/pothead fans) for a private performance with my friends and me. Undoubtedly they add a whole another dimension to the definition of "concert experience," but I think I can do without it in my world.
Day 1:
Start the ultimate concert experience off nice and easy. Take it back to the bare ivory bones with Thelonious Monk and slide in a little John Coltrane on the sax. Straight, no chaser after the rain. Ella Fitzgerald comes in to sing for a bit as a trio, but eventually the gentlemen drift away into the background as she shines through solo. Oh and Louis Armstrong will briefly appear for "The Nearness of You" which melts my heart through and through to the core. Crank up the bass with Lauryn Hill and then Dr. Dre... Random? I think not. We go home all pumped up and spittin' lyrics in our dreams.
Day 2:
A nice smooth transition from rap to rock with RATM. Devote a third of the day to blowing out my eardrums with the bass and acting like a renegade. Humbly enter Bono whose presence silences the craziness and mosh pits in a way that puts Harry Potter's Disapparation skills to shame. Instead of screaming that eff you, we won't do what you tell us, we're now singing about peace and being one. Ah, music. Round up the day with good old DMB and exit awesome venue with the #41 guitar riff playing endlessly in your head...
Day 3:
Incubus, Foo Fighters, and John Mayer. I've just always wanted to see Incubus and Foo Fighters live since I never got to when I was in high school, but I still love them. Those two will only take up about a third of the day, and the rest will be devoted to going gaga over John Mayer (and John Mayer Trio of course), his guitar skills, and who could forget his awesome scrunched up I'm-in-unimaginable-pain expressions whilst singing. haaaaaaaa. But yes, John Mayer. This entire topic actually stemmed from a failure to get tickets for his show this Saturday due to unforgivable scalpers. Damn you scalpers.
Day 4:
Sufjan Stevens, Sigur Ros, Coldplay, Radiohead, Damien Rice, in rough order from least depressing to most depressing. Realistically, there's no way that each artist/band can fit in one day, but I lumped them together purely because of category EMO. Alas, these are my favorites. I want to wallow in their songs of longing, love, heartbreak, unfulfilled desire, unrequited love, and so much more all jumbled up in weird instruments and minor keys.
At the end of these 4 days, I would go home, upload all my 7892347 pictures on Facebook, flop on my bed dazed, and then just burst and die from joyhappinessdisbeliefhugemusicoverdose.
Funny how the previous post talks about my desire to be disconnected from things of this world, but this one totally shows how entangled I am. Such is my everyday way of thinking...
