When words fail, Music speaks.
Growing up, my biggest influence of my love for music came from my father. I remember watching him fix his speakers and connecting them to his cassette tape players and boom boxes. I grew up in the 80s and my dad would let me listen to artists such as: Bon Jovi, Guns N Roses, Whitney Houston, Michael Jackson, The Commodores, and the Beatles.
I guess you can say I grew up with an extensive variety of musical genres. I even loved them so much that at 5 years old I would sing and perform some songs at family party. (My drunk uncles would pay me a dollar for singing as loud as I could)
Imagine a small shy Michelle bursting out and dancing to “I’m Bad” by Michael Jackson. Haha I can’t imagine it either 😜 (major sarcasm)
Anyways, enough of silly backstories. Flash forward to today’s reason for a musical adventure. I’ve been fortunate enough to win tickets to random concerts this weekend. For those of you who didn’t notice already, I am a free spirit.
I appreciate music, and tonight I got to see a Sublime tribute band called “Badfish” at San Diego’s House of Blues.
I took a deserving and outgoing friend Miriam with me. We both rocked out tonight to the tunes of ska and reggae music.
I didn’t realize there were so many people who liked cover bands. But if you are a true fan of this music, with nothing to do on a weekend. This was the place to be on a Friday night!
The best place to listen to music, is listening to it live. I’m an occasional fan of Sublimes music but there is something about watching musicians live that really hits the spot for me.
Music is more alive. Listening it to it live, you just feel it in your bones.
I wish there were many more days like this.