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Unknown Connections

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There is so much music that I feel connected to, a lifetime’s worth, really. More to the point, the songwriters and performing artists. They have shared their creative visions and I have absorbed their renditions, on repeating rotations for years and often decades. Some of the people whose work has resonated for me draw me to want to know more about them.

I am an unabashed fan.

Their music is the most listened to in my library. They become connected to me in the unique way of celebrity, in that they have no idea who I am, but to me, it is as if we have become friends.

Upon fantasizing about how things would go if we suddenly found ourselves hanging out together with no agenda or time constraints, I wonder, would the artists of my liking honestly show any sense of connection with me?

My cat seems to like me in a way that hints at a connection. She also will just as quickly demonstrate total disdain. I guess, in reality, that combination of feelings is mutual.

That creative artist who penned lyrics that trip my trigger of perspectives, curiosities, emotions, longings, or visions of the world probably also chews food with their mouth open or has some other odd characteristic that would sour my attraction.

I could get all stalker-like and make my fanaticism known to them to find out for sure, but it makes much more sense to me that I leave the connection unknown, other than my anonymous contribution to their financial success by buying what they are selling and listening to the product of their genius.

The secret to connecting with an artist, in my opinion, is by not knowing anything about them when you meet. If a connection clicks, it isn’t a result of the preconceived perception one would have in mind. I have been curious to know how celebrities feel about meeting people who have no idea about their fame.

I would guess for really famous people, it would be refreshing.

In this scenario, I hope I wouldn’t end up dissing the person like the way my cat disses me.

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Written by johnwhays

February 25, 2021 at 7:00 am

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  1. Oops, that last comment was from me, logged in to the wrong account…lol

    Liz

    February 25, 2021 at 10:00 pm

  2. Have you seen the movie Yesterday? The main character wakes to find he is the only one who remembers the Beetles…I can’t put my finger on it, but something about this post has my mind returning again and again to the film. If you haven’t seen it, I highly recommend watching! It is a delightful escape from reality if nothing else. ☺️

    asapacblog

    February 25, 2021 at 9:59 pm

    • I have seen that movie, thanks. I totally enjoyed it, despite some justifiable critiques I’ve seen. Speaking of movies, I also LOVED “Across the Universe” for its homage to the fab four.

      johnwhays

      February 26, 2021 at 11:30 am


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