17 aout 2006, 22:42
rooftop jazz
I just spent a beautiful night at the wag for jazz on the rooftop. It took the birthday excuse to get people to agree to join me, but I was finally able to go. Not only was it jazz, which is increasing becoming my favourite genre, but it was someone I know and love who was performing.
I can't explain the effect jazz music has on me - how it makes me so sad and so happy at the same time. Strangely, watching the sun set on this beautiful late-August night in downtown Winnipeg reminded me of the week that my grandfather died. I was in Strasbourg - had just moved there, in fact - and was feeling so completely useless and uninformed. It was a horrible feeling, and it more or less dictated the person I became over the next several months. And, since it was a 'new' life, the person I was for the time I spent in Europe. It is odd how an event that you have nothing to do with can shape your life so dramatically. And it is odd how it seems that so many of those apparently life-shaping events have occurred to me in the past couple months.