Hiromi's concert.
Hiromi's concert, was as expected, AMAZING.
Some pieces were extremely difficult, some others beautiful and emotionally moving... some others both at the same time. Always an image in every song. We laughed, we cried. We were moved. She is moving. She's not just this big shot artist that roams around the world, she's a true artist in the sense that she lives for the love of the music, and the love of the audiences.
I remember meeting her 4 years ago in that small city of Lennoxville where she was giving a concert. People even from Montreal came to see her. She signed an autograph on the CD that I bought and as I muttered "shashin totte mo ii desuka? (can I please take a picture)" in my broken Japanese, she gave me this beaming smile and kindly accepted. Then my friends and I suggested without any hope to go for a drink in a local bar... and she said yes! I keep very good memories of that night. And I always wanted to see her again and see her evolution as an artist and as a human being. Clearly, she became bigger than anything I could've ever imagined... What a pianist. And what a person. I am thankful that such artists exist, really.
The following piece is called "Place to Be". She said that life is a never ending journey of finding your place to be in the world. She also said that hers is to be in front of us, performing... and that she was thanking us for making that place for her. No, Hiromi, we should be thanking you. Your music and the love you transmit through it is seriously a balm for the soul.
Me too, I kinda keep wondering where my place is. Maybe I'll find out at the very end that I knew all along. Or maybe I already know and I need to reconfirm with myself constantly. Maybe I just feel like I need a reconfirmation of where I am and where I stand in, not just in my own life, but in that of the ones I care about too. Maybe I'm just insecure like that...
I wished I had been born a naturally gifted musician. Then perhaps could've I poured all those overflowing emotions into music...
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