you said, "hold on, the wound is gonna mend
and when it's all gone, i'll write in wet cement
'in lieu of flowers, shake the dirt off
i'm with you 'til the bitter end.'
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Hear ye, Hear ye
The long awaited arrival of Master Bard Valdo Marx, here to bring the people of the continent the music they deserve. After a lengthy stay royal courts, I have once again returned to the familiar streets of Oxenfurt, to teach the new bright young minds of the future in the ways of music.
I shall use this blog to update thee and all, about any upcoming compositions, as well as openings for lectures given by yours truly.
Be not afraid to open thy wallets, for I shall launch a Patreon soon, so you too can become like one the nobility and enjoy my fine tunes - as well as support me in my mastercraft.
That is all.
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Of course it's the music that carries the day when we're out experiencing a new band at a local venue.
I will say, though, that some bands manage to bring a little something extra, a little bit more of themselves.
Last Thursday we went out to Tim's Tavern in Burien to experience Young-Chhaylee. Right off the bat, the lead singer gets into his given name and the confusion it incurs with strangers. For anyone with an even mildly different name, that tiny bit of sharing rings absolutely true. And yeah. It's nice to be part of the club. Even if it exists because of mildly annoying to crazy annoying behavior. ☺️
After that introduction and not long into the set comes a confession: Young-Chhaylee admits to feeling like the individuals in his band are better musicians than he which gives license to this little piece of advice:
If you wanna start a band, hire people who are more talented than you.
It's a refreshingly humble thing to say... with a bit of endearing thrown in for good measure.
Later after that, he indulges some self-reflection from the stage that you don't see every day. A brief reminder on the challenges of human life in this very moment:
Do you sometimes think you don't know what you're doing with your life?
Of course I realize gigs aren't meant to be therapy sessions. I do think, however, that it's not the worst thing in the world to give people a touch of a sense that they're not alone.
Even at shows.
I appreciate the honesty, is all.
Toward the end of the set, he introduces the upcoming song with a story and prefaces his introduction with
"This is me. This music is me."
So what's the deal?
Well, it turns out that once upon a time he was at a bar and became quite taken with the bartender. So he took to sitting at the bar when he was there so that he could strike up conversations with her. He went on and on about this woman, pouring his heart out from the stage.
Here's the thing, though. Earlier that evening I was introduced to his girlfriend.
Whoops.
Okay no. False alarm.
He was talking about her this whole time which was very very very very super sweet.
Plus, it was a great song about feels. ❤️❤️❤️
I think we're all suckers for stories like that.
In the end, it was an all-time great performance. More personal. More relatable. I asked Linzy if these were originals because the quality of music was so astonishing. I told her this band should open for Bruno Mars and she replied
"They should open for Silk Sonic" which is an R&B/soul/funk/hip-hop/pop super duo composed of musicians Bruno Mars and Anderson .Paak.
It's a helluva thing the quality of professional music and musicians you can see around town anymore that are worth seeing again and again.
Add one more to the list:
Young-Chhaylee
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i literally cannot wrap my head around the notion that there’s been a “decline” in “real art.” that music is shitty now, that books aren’t what they used to be, etc etc etc.
art is more broadly accessible than ever. it’s unbelievable. it’s divine. there’s so much art on this planet right now that i could pile it all up on a plate and devour it for the rest of my life without making a dent. denigrating the “quality” of “today’s art” is like ordering a three course meal at your favorite restaurant and complaining about a food truck on the other side of town
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someday, everyone who hurt me will be dead
what sweet justice, all that's left is dust and
this song called life, guess i'm gonna dance
it's just one step forward, two steps back
and i'm not sure i'll ever feel normal again
not sure i was, but i used to pretend
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