PO
03-05-2003, 10:25 PM
March 5, 1974 was the 1st Yes concert I attended. Minneapolis, Topographic Oceans Tour. The spirit of the age was musically performed by Yes that night. Security was minimal (it wasn't needed). A t-shirt and/or a program (what else is needed?). There were no fights, gangs, pregnancies (really!), activists, protests, scalpers, yada-yada. And little alcohol. It was ...nice.
I'll never forget during Steve's acoustic solo during The Ancient. I looked around at 15,000 people who were quiet. All of us were IN the music. When do we ever see 15,000 people being civilized anymore? And this was a 14 to 30 year old crowd! Then, the music was TRULY the way people lived. How can I convey that night? Go beyond your imagination, and add 1.
Progressive rock was on the upswing and each subsequent release was a Classic. Inside, I knew significant musical history was happening, but I had more doubters of my beliefs than anything. I strictly stayed on the music alone and could find a few of the same discipline. It is worse today. I can only feel good that I have been able to direct my passions to art, discovery, and intimacy. I see way too much passion spent on conflict and derision, even amongst Yes fans (it wasn't always this way).
In such a comparitivly sheltered world I am glad I was able to experience this music without the Internet and MTV. It's just too much extra information that doesn't add any value.
The poor part of today is that there are still few I can share this with. That day was before the popularity of angst. Now, there are too many forums that end up being so. What I became from Yes, and the like, will forever be forgotten and under-realized. But not by me.
I'll never forget during Steve's acoustic solo during The Ancient. I looked around at 15,000 people who were quiet. All of us were IN the music. When do we ever see 15,000 people being civilized anymore? And this was a 14 to 30 year old crowd! Then, the music was TRULY the way people lived. How can I convey that night? Go beyond your imagination, and add 1.
Progressive rock was on the upswing and each subsequent release was a Classic. Inside, I knew significant musical history was happening, but I had more doubters of my beliefs than anything. I strictly stayed on the music alone and could find a few of the same discipline. It is worse today. I can only feel good that I have been able to direct my passions to art, discovery, and intimacy. I see way too much passion spent on conflict and derision, even amongst Yes fans (it wasn't always this way).
In such a comparitivly sheltered world I am glad I was able to experience this music without the Internet and MTV. It's just too much extra information that doesn't add any value.
The poor part of today is that there are still few I can share this with. That day was before the popularity of angst. Now, there are too many forums that end up being so. What I became from Yes, and the like, will forever be forgotten and under-realized. But not by me.