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Performing music transports me to the present. There is
nothing more enjoyable for me than being one with my bass and my voice. It’s
on subway platforms that I come closest to experiencing that rush. All along, performing in the subway has
been practice. Practice on many levels, but particularly in capturing the
moment. Perhaps the most hostile and distracting environment for a musician
to express their soul, the subway affords ample opportunity for one to
transcend chaos. It has taken me years to learn how to
filter the craziness that swirls inside my brain and around my body to
connect with the thing I love. When I do, and it doesn’t happen often, life
is perfect. In the beginning, I would take it
personally when the train came by. How dare it interrupt me! The ego is man’s
worst enemy. It keeps one from really connecting with the only thing that
exists in this world: The HERE and NOW. I am amazed at how much activity is in
my brain. In order to be one with my music, I have to constantly battle all
the insecurities, all the delusions, and all the expectations that govern 99%
of my existence. I’ve come to realize the most effective way to do that is to
let go. Where on earth can I go and practice
this to my heart’s content? For me,
the subway. There’s a never ending supply of sounds, sights, and smells to
challenge my soul. Busking is meditation. My songs are
mantras I play over and over again, with the intent of capturing the moment,
the truth. It is then that music truly resonates… |