Day 145

Have I ever written here that I believe some memories are stored in melodies/songs? I think I have.

Last night I went to see Matt Wertz concert with my sister. I have been to several awesome music shows in the past (when my legs were still strong enough to be standing and jumping along the songs, that is). I always enjoyed concert ambience. That's why when I found out I started losing my balance and strength, I was pretty bummed. I thought I would never be able to go see my favourite artists or bands perform in front of me anymore.

Thankfully, this one was different.


First of all, I had been dying to watch Matt Wertz live for about 8 years since I first listened to his notorious '5:19' on MySpace! I've loved his songs and his voice. I could relate to most of his lyrics. So when I found out that he's coming to Seattle, I knew I had to come. Thankfully my sister was willing to accompany me (because I've made her listen to him almost every day and every night since we were teenagers, that she's memorised the songs—by force. Ha-ha!)

Secondly, well this is kind of a personal story. . .when I was 19, I met someone who shared the same music taste. We surprisingly found out that we both listened to Matt Wertz (which was not very popular in the US nor in Indonesia). From that discovery, we became good friends and often shared newfound favourite songs and underrated artists. For my twentieth birthday, he gave me an iTunes gift card so I could buy Matt Wertz's newly released album Weights & Wings. The whole album became my soundtrack whenever I commuted in Melbourne. Ah the warm fuzzy feelings :')


What I loved from the concert last night was the cosy venue. I've only been to concerts that were held in large auditorium, in bars, in concert halls, in town halls, and even in a parking lot once! This venue (called The Triple Door) was more like a theatre-lounge. We were basically sitting on a dining table throughout the show (instead of standing up like regular concert). The main stage provides an intimate atmosphere and clear sight lines from every seat. Matt performed acoustically and modestly. He was very down-to-earth and chatty. He made us sing along, laugh, and smile the whole night. I loved this type of gig! A new experience, indeed.


I really really wished I could tell this long-lost friend of mine that I have finally watched Matt Wertz. But I can't. And I probably shouldn't. But if, one way or another, he's reading this, I'd want him to know. . . I'm holding loose, ain't letting gooo . . . LOL just kidding! I would like to thank you for making me fervently listen to many good songs, including Matt Wertz's, all those years. I don't regret it (and knowing you for a bit). I trust you're well—and happily married. :)

A little snippet of "5:19" last night:


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