Last night, at the Krannert Center for Performing Arts, the famous guitarist Marcus Tardelli held a solo performance. The moment I entered the hall, I realize that this is the place that we visited two weeks ago, with the ghost light, but right now it’s full of people.
Between the third and the fourth piece, I especially noticed the way he plays that guitar, I feel like although he talks to the audience from time to time, he wasn’t playing for us, he wasn’t playing for anyone else in that Hall except for himself, the way he focused on every single note, the way he enjoyed the music came from the string and the wood. He was just like falling in his music. I think back to myself while I was practicing piano at home, I wasn’t as enjoying the music came from my hand through the wood as he does. While playing a sad part he was frowning, while playing a cheerful part he was shaking his head with the music and smiling.
During the concert, there were people coughs, and making noises that were very loud, it was so quiet that you can almost hear every sound that didn’t come from the guitar. I was first annoyed by all the noise that made by the audience, but later I thought to myself, the noise and music are all sound, why do we typically enjoying the music so much but not the noise? Then I realized that it’s not the difference in sound that makes us feel pleasure or annoying, it’s how we perceived it that makes the difference. Since they are all just different sounds, why don’t I just enjoy this randomness?
Being physically in a concert listening to music is a lot different than listening to the music at home, when we listen to the music at home we choose what we want to listen, whereas in a concert we listen to what the performer presents to us. Sometimes at home when I listen to a song and if I don’t like it I might just cut it or change the song within the first ten seconds, but in a concert, I don’t have such a power, I was forced to finish every single piece whether or not I like it. But the amazing part is that for every piece, even I don’t like it at the beginning, as I kept listening, I find my own enjoyment. For a sad song, I imagine someone just breaks up with his loved one, in the fifth piece I see children playing around the beach, full of smiles and sunshine. I almost remembered all the feelings that I have toward different pieces, which is an amazing experience.
Wait that’s not the end yet, he actually came back and gave us another joyful and fast piece before he exits the stage again in thunderous applause.