I miss live music. I miss guitar riffs. I miss a packed concert venue singing along with the band. I miss that almost trance like state where you get lost in a live song. I thought going to gigs would be easier once I moved to the capital but alas this hasn’t been the case. Either I have no one to go with or the tickets are sold out.
I am writing a column on the inspiration music gives. It will be out in the Eastern Eye news paper in a few weeks.