I feel like I should get back into some routines. I hate routines, but I understand they're good for people of a certain age. So blogging might be a thing.
Let me tell you a bit about music. I don't know that I can live without it. I remember when I was in college, and my girlfriend at the time was trying to take her Catholic faith very seriously and gave up music for Lent one year. I ... I should have known that that wasn't going to work out. But alas. She left the church and I still have music.
This week I went to a live show in DC at the 930 club. It appeared to be a full-capacity show, with approximately 1100-1200 people if my group size estimation powers are still good. That's the same capacity as pre-COVID. It was a bit much for my companion, who had to go outside to get some air at one point. The band was IDLES.
In the 90s, when I was growing up, if a band was really openly anti-war, anti-hate, it would have fallen into a weird little sub-genre of acts that were kind of a joke. "positive punk" or some shit. But now, in this world, a band like IDLES can just blast into a tune with the intro of "this is an anti-fascist song" and it flies. Every single song they played felt like the final song. They played the crowd like another instrument. It was glorious, and it was very much about goodness and love. Fucking amazing band. Life changing show.
