Hush

So, Jie Ming and I, both Espy virgins, go watch Concave Scream's Hush together. Somewhere, ten seconds into the first song, I get the shiver-shake moment that "Safari Pete" speaks of. Whow! And really, isnt this whole night just a huge shiver-shake moment? Except it's a really quiet moment, not so loud, like Concave Scream promised at the beginning of the set. This is meant to be a huge weekend, one filled with disappointment, healing, resolution, driving, exercise, food, party and farewells. But tonight, the first night, if anything, has been inspiration and hope.

Back in 2005, Jie Ming and I went to the Mayday concert which was loud, emotional and buzz. That was the punctuation for Central-BOC. Now, to punctuate this weekend, we go to Hush, and it really is that, quiet, sweetly nostalgic, and comfortably emotional. Perhaps that is the way it is as we turn 21, everything starts being less Love and Hate, and more Give and Take, and we start to settle down into our small quiet lives. Maybe once in a while we will go mad at a Cure concert, but in between these wild breaks, we'll all be a little more comfortable in our skins, nicer to ourselves and inner ears.

Tomorrow, I will see R, and it has all been settled in my mind. Just pack an eski, frisbee and some stuff into the car, and the land and water and sky will take care of everything else. Same goes for the future.