31 Oct

It seems right to talk about the excitement and energy of a crowd on Halloween. After all, some of our most special childhood memories are from those long-ago trick-or-treat adventures with friends when anything seemed possible, from the next costume to walk by or candy score to staying up way past your normal bedtime. It was a “festival of becoming” as author Andrew Horton has phrased.

I have had some spectacular moments in the crowd this year. At the Masters Tournament in April, my brother-in-law-to-be and I had just arrived at Amen Corner when Kevin Na holed out for eagle from the 13th fairway. Electric! The very next month I was lucky enough to be in the radio Voice of the Braves’ seats when eventual Hall of Famer Chipper Jones in his last season wacked a walk-off homerun in the 11th inning to complete a comeback from 6-0 down and stop an 8-game losing streak versus division nemesis Philadelphia. I will always remember the sound of the bat and the euphoria that ensued. The game, which also featured a Brian McCann grand slam, was probably the best non-playoff contest I’ve ever attended.

In August, thanks to a friend’s invite, I attended my first Phish show. Despite limited passes, our group took liberties in funneling down to the standing section right in front of the stage so we could soak up all of the powerful rock and roll. Amazing stuff.

When was the last time nothing mattered — not how late it was or when you had to get up in the morning or your next-day obligations — but that stimulating, scintillating moment with 100s of your newest friends?

Though a different style of music, Chris Rose in his book “After Katrina” does a splendid job of capturing that feeling when writing about the Rebirth Brass Band in the Crescent City:

It is an explosion of sound, just drums and horns — who needs anything else, really? — and it is the sound of Mardis Gras, of second lines, street parades, and house parties. Of New Orleans… It’s organic. Sexy. Maybe even mildly dangerous – all that sweat… Loud. Fast. Free-falling. Funky. You’ve got 10 new friends. The girls in your arms — what’s her name? Who cares? Dance. If you saw youself in a mirror at this instant, you wouldn’t recognize yourself. And that can be a good thing… Feeling the release of the fist-thrusting call-and-response, staring into a wall of horns whose music is so muscular that it almost takes on a physical manifestation and reaches out and beats you about the head and grabs your collar and screams in your face, “You are alive, boy! Do you understand?”


2 Responses to “ENERGY OF THE CROWD”

  1. Richard Foxworth October 31, 2012 at 8:58 am #

    Great blog!  Love the Rose quote about music.  Richard C. Foxworth Attorney at Law 4500 Hugh Howell Road, Suite 210 Tucker, Georgia 30084 Telephone:(770)621-0290 Telecopier: (770)938-0756

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