I’m an 80s child. I grew up in a time when an actor was the US president, the Berlin Wall came down and the Yen was 360 to the US dollar. There were, of course, other things and as a kid, you would watch television to escape the humdrum of school.
I am a music nerd of sorts. I love most anything that has a good beat and something deep to throw down. My tastes have evolved and taking into consideration my newly found love of rock, I wonder if it was safer to have stumbled upon this at 38 rather than 15, when I was in my fighty period. I just got into Led Zeppelin and I can hear so many contemporary musicians with that sound. A beautiful mix that surrounds you like a gale wind, the leaves that blow into your face are the individual notes. I just watched “Quartet“, a movie about four ex-opera singers who come together to overcome the fear of using their voices and getting old. And I want to live in the liquid air that is Verdi. I dream of attending an opera at La Scala or the Royal Vic. I can feel that tear threaten when I hear “Vesti La Giubba” and damn Nedda for running off and leaving por Canio.
Anyone who says that music is not worth anything is full of shit.
And so I come to Will Smith: actor and rapper. He was on the Graham Norton show, promoting his new movie “After Earth” and had a special surprise for the whole audience, as well as for Graham himself. I watch things like that and know that in a living room about 20-some odd years ago, I was watching a young, happy-go-lucky man become a part of my life. It may have been silly and vacuous but somewhere, it took hold of a heartstring and followed me down the path of life.
And it makes me very happy that he was there.