I attended an amazing musical experience in a jazz club. The experience had conflicting emotional tones. It was sad but it was beautiful. It was beautiful but it was painful. It was painful but it was joyous… it was a crazy musical experience, it was genius!
As I was sitting there enjoying this experience and occasionally standing up to dance I was drawn to this beautiful old couple. It seemed like they were on a date. The man was white and the woman seemed Arabic, very beautiful couple. They enjoyed their meals and they shared a bottle of wine using one glass.
As I said the music was so amazing, the lady stood up and walked towards a group of people who were dancing, she joined as if a different spirit had just consumed her. Everyone started to observe her, as she danced her beauty started to illuminate and it filled up the venue. The old man watched her from his seat, he was so intrigued and charmed as if it was the first time he had saw her dance like that. After a couple of songs he stood up, walked towards the dancing crowd, towards her beautiful date and once they reunited on the dance floor the spirit took over the gentleman as well and they danced to this beautiful musical experience.
It was crazy… it was beautiful
I thought to myself; “damn life is not a human experience, it is a spiritual experience” something so simple as sound, influences the human existence in an incredible way. It changes their entire existence because when the sound is present the spirit takes over the body and we do what we wouldn’t normally do with our bodies when the sound is not present. We become more of our true selves.
The importance of art in my existence is that it allows me to live, it allows me to feel it allows me to think it provokes me in so many ways. The presence of Art completes me. It is therapeutic.
It is a spiritual existence, therefore we need to keep nurturing the soul.
Botlhale • Mos
In the Jazz club