Being social is highly important to our health, but aside from restaurants and bar hopping, social media and streaming services (both of which I use) have replaced a lot of the in person outings with friends. Concert going has become a social gem that still has value in our culture. Local bands play often. Many famous bands visit major cities two times a year - that’s more times than you see your childhood best friend who has kids and lives an hour away. Often times strangers at concerts may be seen more frequently than friends from high school or college. So, why not get to know them?!
Pick one local band and one big band. We all hear about supporting local artists. This is a way to genuinely put that into action. As an added bonus, you may discover previously unknown bands that make you happy. This also allows you to meet up with easily accessible local fans whom you jive with if need be.
Is this not "the face that launched a thousand ships?" wait- wrong reference... To paraphrase Henry Miller, musical camaraderie is how I am "always ecstatic" and "filled with a divine intoxication." Is this not an ecstatic face at a social gathering?
Camaraderie is crucial for happiness and getting through difficult times. Had a stressful day at work? Private message Tom from two towns over who also digs that local band. It’s midnight where you are? Message your bud from another country who loves that international alt rock group. Music is generally more emotional and accessible than say a long movie that slowly draws you in. You will be surprised by the depth of the friendships you make associated with musical acts. You will also be surprised at the benefits you receive.
More recently I had a craptastic 2018 like most everyone else, but boy did that card from New Politics put some pep in my step!
Other opportunities came from fellow fans turned friends on the Street Teams and fan pages. How fortunate am I to have hung out with the Stone Temple Pilots as a group and Scott Weiland individually before he passed away? That is impossible to do now, but thanks to my friends from their fan page I am exceedingly grateful that I got to meet my favorite performance artist (who is also my child’s namesake) before he passed away. Thank f***ing god!
When luck ran out in my life and I needed a place to stay due to health reasons, my friends of the Mighty Mighty Bosstones were the first to open their home to me- first even before people I knew nearly my whole life. When I had brain surgery, a band member messaged me that they were praying for me. There I was savoring my favorite band even after they said it was time to go; but I was not listening to it just because of the bliss of the music or the probable risk of deafness- I listened to be reminded of the love, support, and strength that my friends gave me; all friends that I met on a message board! Forget all the backstage passes, tickets, and discounts. A Street Team gave me peace of mind during my darkest time and they continue to refuel me throughout the year every year. You can have that too!