PSA: When in a concert, LIVE THE MOMENT
So last Tuesday, I went to Boyce Avenue’s concert, and they were amazing. I was no big fan, but right after hearing and seeing them live, I could definitely say that my attraction to the band increased by a hundred folds (or so!). They sing perfectly and they sound exactly the same as they do on records, so each song was a pleasure to listen to. Although they are well known for their ballads, both covers and originals, they also have upbeat songs that would just make you jump on your feet. The weird thing, though, is that the people remained SEATED through most of the concert. I mean, really?
Photo taken by Mimai Cabugnason
As you can see on this photo, majority of the concert goers are sitting down and are minding their business on their phones. It amuses me how people could resist the urge to get up, dance, and sing along. Everyone, I mean EVERYONE, was literally on their seats, some of them just idly watching, while most of them engrossed on their phones, perhaps tweeting or instagramming what was unfolding on the stage. It was, in all honesty, a huge disappointment. I felt like the crowd was so dead, the artists didn’t deserve such treatment. The guitar riffs were worth a head bang, the upbeat tunes were worth grooving for, and the music was impeccably awesome, so why the dull treatment, people?
Photo by Mimai Cabugnason
Long time ago, people watch concerts to create wonderful memories and to enjoy the time when they finally see their favorite bands perform. They would savor the moment, scream the lyrics, and dance around, living each minute. They live for the performances, they remember the instant that their favorite artists owned the stage in front of their very eyes. Unfortunately, today, people seemed to have forgotten all about living the moment. Instead, they go to concerts to record performances on their big ass ipads, so they can share it later on Facebook or Youtube to collect hundred views and likes from friends and strangers. They would rather sit down and watch through their screens, all the while updating their twitter and instagram followers of the blow by blow happening inside the arena. Before, people throw their hands up in the air as a sign of being one with the crowd, today, people would ultimately bring their hands up to get a better angle of the performance. Some, like those ladies in front of our seats, even have the guts to take selfies as the encore runs, I mean, boy, are you even serious?
It’s pretty sad, really, how we have forgotten all about being in the moment and just relishing what’s in front of us. Not all are like these, but it’s alarming how a huge number have been forgetting to enjoy things. It’s nice to document memories, sure — a good photo on one or two songs would be nice — but most of the time, the best things are those that are not caught on camera. The best moments are those times when we throw everything away and just be present on what’s happening around us. It’s YOLO-ing, minus the gopros and the no-pros and the DSLRs. It’s disconnecting from the internet and reconnecting to the people around us. It’s humming your favorite song on the car as you make your way to a traffic-less EDSA (what a miracle). It’s sitting beside the beach, talking with the love of your life. It’s gathering around a bonfire, finding warmth on a rather chilling night. It’s eating a nice meal after a long day. It’s saying “I Do” on your wedding day.
The best memories can be felt by simply existing and appreciating the fact that you exist. All you need is saunter in the moments, bask in the happiness, and let everything in.
I hope people would realize that concerts are experiences, not trophies to brag around friends and random people on social media. Experiences are meant to be experienced, not to be tweeted or commemorated by an instagram post with a thousand likes.
As for me and my friend, Cza, we immensely enjoyed ourselves during the concert. I took a couple of photos with my almost battered phone, Cza took some quick footage, but when we look back to that night, what we’ll remember is the great music, our silly dance moves (although we’re seated), and a fun night with Boyce Avenue. Also, Alejandro’s beautiful face when he smiles (haha!)
Yes to living the moments.
Note: All photos are taken by Mimai Cabugnason. I didn’t bring any camera during the event because I didn’t had a media pass. Also, my digicam takes crappy night photographs. Haha.