top of page
Search

First Concert, First Step

Writer's picture: lunathieflunathief

Updated: Feb 5, 2019



It's funny to think about how we've changed over the years, and how far we've come. For example, two years ago I would never had considered the fact that I could make my own music, let alone perform it in front of people. I never thought that I would be going to a music school, learning about what I am most passionate about. If I could pinpoint the exact moment I started to realize what path I wanted to take, I would say it was during my first concert, 2 years ago. I know that seems awfully late for a first concert, but I never had a chance to see a band live until then.


As the main act started, the music embodied me; the bass line, the beat, every sound became a part of me that night, so much that I could feel it inside my bones. I’m singing along to every word like my life depends on it; every song makes me sing louder- unafraid of being listened to. In fact, I want people to hear me. I had never felt that way in my life, and every time I think of that night it all feels surreal. I felt connected with everyone in that room, even though I only knew one person there.


I want to be able to give people, a solace. During that concert I realized that if I worked hard enough my dream of performing in front of a crowd of dreamers would come true. We are all dreamers in a concert. The band living the dreams they had at someone else’s concert, and someone in the crowd dreaming of taking the stage.

 
8 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

More stories from El Salvador

One of the most known features of El Salvador are its beaches, and although I was never a "sun-tanning-lets-go-to-the-beach" kinda gal I...

Morat

Comments


bottom of page