Moments... music. Intertwined. Forever trying to gain control. Control being a futile proposition. Moments are independent and on a different plane, we can never catch them, but we can experience them. I'm always trying to stay in control, of my life, of my music, of my creativity, of the path to my goals. I'm starting to understand I never will be able to.
Release. For the first time that I can remember I was happy after a gig, elated, filled with ease, comfortable. Usually I am so far down, empty, full of conflict, exhausted, struggling to gain perspective. This time we had a moment. Several. Moments which rose above everything. The site was The Spice Of Life. My friends were Eliza, Jayson and Rikk. Our audience was intertwined, attached. Duets here, individual sets there and then togetherness. Jayson and Rick are special musicians. They hadn't heard four of the songs they jammed with me and Eliza... which put electricity in the air, spontaneity, and they were brilliant. Eliza was shining and enigmatic as ever, our new song was special. She is also the best hype man in the universe (memphis bleek and flavor flav watch out). We were friends, playing for music, giving ourselves to each others songs. It was.... pretty, a painting.
And then, gone. Moment passed. When can we do it again I asked myself, others asked me. Maybe never. I will try, and it also depends on our individual paths. As musicians I understand that all we can ever do is consistently try to create the moment, what it will feel like and what it will be remembered for is unique. That realisation is the centre, that there was a moment shared that will never pass again.