Performer:
I took a deep breath; relaxing my mind by looking out at the candles that lay on the table. I'm not even sure why I was nervous in the first place. Music is my forte. The only way I know to release my mind.
It was my first poetry slam, and once I set out my keyboard I knew this was where I belonged. I didn't belong in a lab. Not even at the library. I belonged on the stage, and this was reconfirmed when I heard the snaps given after my piece.
Success to me isn't about following the money. It's about chasing a vision. Too many people talk about doing something but when it comes to the action part, some people take a little light vacation.
Music is about moving people. I'm not about to take a vacation on my part as a musician.
Viewer:
I only came to see my friend perform a piece. It also helped that there was some snacks in the back, which I happily took as I found a seat on the side. I didn't know many people here, so I just smiled in the back, taking a bite of cupcake every now and then. Once the show started, I was surprised by the variety of the performances: spoken word, emcees, and musicians.
Each performer did a special piece that reflected a part of them, words that reflected only the emotions of an insider’s story. I've never seen spoken word before: it was a mixture of acting and poetry reading, expressing their feelings with the tone of their voices. The fact that music and its words can cross boundaries isn't even a surprise. Here I was, an Asian girl, and yet- I had to give a sound of applause to the emcee's performance, whose thought provoking lines such as "people talk about diversity/ but man, what happened to some equality?" were refreshing to me, like a full day of sunshine after two days of rain.
Music is about telling the truth. And these poetry readers were delivering it.
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