I love live music. It's the best kind and it kick's the ass of any recording. Live music is how an artist can prove themselves. Some of those big produced acts can't perform live worth shit. They can't convey a single emotion to the audience. They can't make me like them.



I love the artist who makes me feel. When they sing about pain I can see it in their face. There is a connection formed during a live performance that never happens when listening to a CD. I can see something in the artist that I wouldn't have otherwise because their music is expressing it to me. Their music is so personal that it is a priviledge to hear it.



These types of performances don't occur often but when they do you can become quite smitten. In my first year at UW I went to a Spirit of the West concert and Dayna Manning was opening for them. For some reason I loved her instantly. The way she couldn't bear to open her eyes while she sang because it was to painful and the mischeivious looks she gave as she sang some lyrics. Right away I went up and talked with her. She was really quite nice. What ever happened to her? I have no idea she only ever realeased one album. Maybe it was so personal that she couldn't do it anymore.