clarity
I went and watched Sean perform at this Singer-Songwriter showcase thing down at Wired and Unplugged this evening. I am really proud of the growth he has made over these last couple of years. As a person, he's grown so much. With his music as an expression of himself, it's grown a lot too. Tonight he sounded so great. And he really looked like he was enjoying himself. I remember when he first started performing, he would get so strangled by his nerves. He still sounded pretty good, but he'd get caught up in little mistakes and nothing seemed natural. Now he's finally settled in, figured it all out, and it's amazing to watch.
I really love watching live music.
While sitting in a cozy chair watching people perform, I got to thinking. One of the things I think that I have sacrificed with my all-consuming involvement with crew has been some of my artistic creativity. I get so wrapped up in everything that I sometimes lose track of the things that really mean a lot to me, like art. It's happening all the time, but if you rush through everything, and just focus on productivity, you're going to pass by so much. But devotion involves making choices. Every so often I get these little twinges of regret, that there is so much that I'm missing by throwing myself so completely into crew. But there's a reason why I'm willing to live like this. That's how much rowing means to me. It's sort of hard to put into words. There is so much you have to give. So much time and so much pain, but the thing that you get back, this sort of indescribable feeling, it somehow makes it all worth it. It's not just the feeling after finishing a race, or after winning. It's this feeling I get along the way. I get it everyday. That I'm doing something that I love. Something that is limitless. Something I can do forever and never truly master. People give a lot to this sport, and they give up a lot to be a part of it, and there is a reason why. Speaking of crew, MDK kicked my ass today and I'm overdue to make my way to my bed. Goodnight.
I really love watching live music.
While sitting in a cozy chair watching people perform, I got to thinking. One of the things I think that I have sacrificed with my all-consuming involvement with crew has been some of my artistic creativity. I get so wrapped up in everything that I sometimes lose track of the things that really mean a lot to me, like art. It's happening all the time, but if you rush through everything, and just focus on productivity, you're going to pass by so much. But devotion involves making choices. Every so often I get these little twinges of regret, that there is so much that I'm missing by throwing myself so completely into crew. But there's a reason why I'm willing to live like this. That's how much rowing means to me. It's sort of hard to put into words. There is so much you have to give. So much time and so much pain, but the thing that you get back, this sort of indescribable feeling, it somehow makes it all worth it. It's not just the feeling after finishing a race, or after winning. It's this feeling I get along the way. I get it everyday. That I'm doing something that I love. Something that is limitless. Something I can do forever and never truly master. People give a lot to this sport, and they give up a lot to be a part of it, and there is a reason why. Speaking of crew, MDK kicked my ass today and I'm overdue to make my way to my bed. Goodnight.