I absolutely hate shopping but not when the music plays. One day I found myself wondering at the mall, stressed and undetermined, needless to say
not motivated to spend a dime on a piece of clothing I wasn’t even going to enjoy as I thought that the fashion that fall just didn’t go with my style.
But suddenly my ears perked up. I stopped. I turned and started marching back towards a small boutique on the mall that I just missed. The store played my favorite tune I haven’t heard in a long time. Suddenly I was encouraged, I found myself relaxed, inspired and motivated and I was shopping. When I left the store, looked at the bill, nearly walked into the glass panel and apologized to the headless manikin.
As you can see naturally the music, sometimes radically, engages people, in the above case the music engaged me to shop.
So I tried to make sense what happened to our festival. Honestly, I think the headlines in the Era Banner were brutal about the Aurora Live! festival being near death, perhaps the newspaper didn’t realize that Aurora Live! never lived.
The other day I was practicing a piano piece. I practiced one hand at a time. Each hand definitely played different tune, yet when finally I mastered both and when I played hands together each side very much complemented each other and the room was filled with music. The instructions, music notes were my guide. Someone wrote for me to play.
Well I played enough music for you here today.
Those who are reading this blog, remember I am just a resident of Aurora, nothing else. I photograph and I write what I observe, and by the way I vote. The message is simple – let’s work together and not against each other, and the Aurora will be a better place to live.
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