At my age, the most difficult aspect of life that I face is trying to recognize the difference between what is real in life and what is not. This struggle can keep me guarded so that I experience nothing in life because I want to remain safe. Often, I was left to myself, drowning out the world with rock music on full volume. But even this private connection to music wasn’t truly real. Then one day at a local bar, Strummers, two bands that I listened to on my own, were playing. Although I went to see the two bands, The Mowgli’s and Hunter Hunted, alone, the experience that I was confronted with was the exact real moment that I was searching for.
At this show, I was surrounded by strangers but somehow I felt connected to each one of them through the music. That night I made a random connection with a woman my age, who would later become a close friend, and I joined a community that I truly felt that I belonged to. I’ve created many friendships, like this, through all the concerts that I have attended since that night. I asked four of those friends, Chloe, Noe,
Every time I go to a show, I feel the same way
But even though I feel as though I am apart of a larger community when I attend these concerts, I feel as though something else is motivating me to continue my obsession
All that matters during the performance of a band you love, is the music that you’re hearing, yourself, and the actual band. You can’t hear or feel the vibration of your phone in your pocket. You can’t even hear the person talking next to you. The world is shut off and what you’re confronted with is a real moment with people that have helped you in some way with their music and they actually exist.




















