On Friday, July 26th, I had the most incredible evening I’ve had in ages. It was drenched in sweat and euphoria and dancing, and it was wonderful. Here’s a couple samplers of what I was treated to:
Spry Bry. This guy. He plays violin amidst electro-swing backing tracks that he’s simultaneously mixing. So good.
And then , le piece de resistance, Caravan Palace. They were perfect. They did this routine, live, in front of my eyes, with the perfect mic pass-off and everything. I was unable to breathe at points, not because I wore a corset, but because they were so perfect. Just, perfect.
Please become hardcore fans so that we can gush together. Thank you.
Also, I found this artist, Laurent Chehere, who did a series of photographs called “Les maisons volantes”. Now, je ne parlais pas francais, but they’re beautiful flying houses. Just beautiful. Click on the flying circus tent to ogle more of his stuff (and peruse that whole website as well, there’s some crazy cool stuff there).
I know a guy who has a filter made of tightly woven steel. He’s nice to everyone, even the people he doesn’t like. Sometimes, I aspire to be like him. Other times, I give up, and I stick true to myself.
I had the privilege of becoming intoxicated with this tall person this weekend, and I think I told him how he affects my daily life. When I think of saying something to someone, I ask myself “is this something that ___ would do?” And if it isn’t, I rethink my plan of attack. For example, I wrote and trashed three different blog posts today. This weekend was a stressful one, and I tried to handle it as best I could. So after writing each post, I reread it, and thought “No, this is too transparent. People I know read this blog. This is not nice.” And then I deleted it.
I don’t know if I would do the same thing if I didn’t know him. He’s quieter than most about his opinions, and I don’t think I’ve ever heard him complaining about anything. Ever. That’s an impressive feat, and I wish I could be like that. I aspire to be as nice as this guy is. Simultaneously so considerate and so hilariously awesome and talented…the list goes on, but it’s really his humility and how he deals with other people that really hits me as spectacular. Without even knowing it, he pushes me to be better than I am.
This has nothing to do with the topic post today, but have some Canadian indie music that I recently came across: Chris Ho. I love the smattering of brass he’s got in there, and his voice is damn fine. Enjoy, and remember to be nice to people. It’s impressive.
© Emily Bragg 2013