I saw Lucinda Williams last weekend and it was like a pilgrimage to a patron saint. It was in a little venue in Woodstock and so intimate, it felt like everyone was there to thank her for her life’s work, not just that performance. I really had to fight the instinct to catalog the meeting of a hero! to prove to myself that it happened! But — I didn’t touch my phone. I’m already feeling that the experience was more vital and vivid for its lack of digital intervention. Medicine!(**Note to those who care: she played Fruits of my Labor AND Car Wheels on a Gravel Road.)
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Same. I've been limiting myself to just one photo per event, like a digital version of "california sober." I saw GEESE at Forest Hills on a beautiful October evening last weekend. I was surprised when the media released a TON of content from the show and the band released a free stream of the entire concert for 24 hours. It was completely "documented." Awesome to see it all up close on video the next morning tbh, but the stream didn't capture the most moving parts -- the cool night air, the anticipation, the intimate and historic Stadium, the crowd moving and singing along with the sound, enveloped in the band's art.
I just saw Phoebe Bridgers in Toronto last week and while initially frazzled by the logistical constraints of her tour's no-phone/Yondr pouch policy (How will we find our seats with my ticket on my phone? What if there's a train delay that I don't get the alert for and in time and miss our ride home??), I eventually found the release from being called to document the performance/show to be so special. I could sing along as loud as I wanted without fear of my off-pitch voice being picked up in someone else's video! I couldn't pull up the previous night's setlist to compare/contrast! I was fully converted by the end. And, I did not miss my train after all :)
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