Last night, my dearest friend and I went to a collaborative Jazz and Poetry performance dedicated to persecution of writers and artists. The Jazz, by a Russian quartet, was incredibly abstract and experimental. Both of us walked out with a shared impression:
The music was painful in the beginning, but we both felt ourselves relax during the performance and let the music bring forth interesting feelings, emotions and sensations that we could not have experienced if we hadn’t relaxed. We both recognized that initial temptation to tense up against the unfamiliar which can shut down much insight. And we both speculated on how this can parallel what we sometimes do this with people in our lives.
Mind you, neither of us are now tempted to a regular diet of this sort of jazz, but the evening proved delightful, I’d go hear it again, sometime.
Readers: Please share any similar experiences you have had.