19 March 2009

share my world

the band starts playing the intro chords. she steps to the mic with a low hum to let you know she's getting ready. so you close your eyes because you know that at any moment she's gonna take you away. the music will envelop you. you've never felt so secure as your favorite artist feeds your soul in a way that no one else can. the show ends and you're dead, having spent the past hour and a half, just you and her. singing to each other. sharing raw emotion. sharing your past. sharing your world. and yet there are thousands of others in the stadium, no doubt contributing to the crazy magnetic energy. but you're in your zone, they're in theirs, so it really feels like it's just you and her.

and when you've got nothing left to give, show's over. you're dead. the culprit? Mary. twice.

i've been missing this feeling. it's like no one knows me like she does. and so I did a search on Ticketmaster today, hoping by chance that I was under a rock when they announced an upcoming tour. i don't need some large, Olympic-sized venue. an intimate lounge will do just fine. perfect, actually. but, nope, nothing.

but in the meantime, I stumbled upon this video of the ferociously talented Janelle Monáe performing my favorite song of hers at SXSW, and I swear I'm in the process of booting up my time machine to zip me back to last night and magically land in Austin instead of a sweaty NYSC in Union Square.



I'll be seeing you at Essence Fest. and pretty please bring Mary with you.
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