Not so long a go I had lost the desire to do anything I used to enjoy. I could not have dreamed of going to something as amazing as the Warped Tour my wife and I attended today. I had not thought of going to such a thing before. It was such an amazing group of bands that played. The noise was always loud, not something I’m used to. More than just the bands, there were activist groups of all manner doling out free information and great organizations whose message is pure and well meaning. It was a magnificent cultural merger for the music. The music ranged from the heaviest of metal music all the way to rap artists. We were among the oldest there, but no one gave mind to it all. It felt great.
By far my favorite performer is George Watsky. His songs are some of the best I have heard in the current generation of artists. The other fans of his were passionate in their fandom. I recommend his song “Sloppy Seconds” if you are of the mind to hear his music. We were able to meet and greet him twice. He’s just as down to earth and appreciative of his fans as you might hope for the best of people.
Before I started really looking into working through my depression I could not have done any of the activities I have enjoyed this year. 3 Major League baseball games and 1 massive music festival. Between the depression and OCD I had collapsed my world into only 2 subject work and home. Mentally trapping myself in a situation that could be sustained with minimal effort. I may look into becoming a psychiatrist to help heal people.
My ears are still ringing, but it was worth it. Until next time, peace to you and yours.