My reader Grant tipped me off to this article about concerts in homes, which are often better for all involved and can even be more lucrative for the artist. An example is Magpie House Concerts.
... Of course it would not be the place for the Eagles to play... I guess.
Audience members "are here for the music," Ladd said. "They're not here to find a date or to cruise around the bar and talk."
And artists appreciate not having to compete with billiard games or blaring televisions.
And artists appreciate not having to compete with billiard games or blaring televisions.
The article has a good video.
It occurs to me that I would like to go to one of these things, whereas my hyper-sensitivity for many years have barred me from going to any other kind of concerts. Well, at least the type without fastened chairs in the hall. It might of course be that many House Concerts would also not work for me for the same reasons, but I like the chance of burying myself on a chair in a corner instead of being in a press of bodies. It's not that I don't like people, so much as just hyper-sensitivity, it's way to intense a sensation.
Update:
Pat McGee said...
My absolute favorite musical memory was hearing my favorite group (Artisan) sing my favorite song of theirs (Rocking At The End Of Time) at a house concert in a friend's living room, with me sitting so close to them that if I had stretched out my feet, my heels would have been on top of the set list. I've been to lots of concerts and festivals, but that one memory tops them all.
I think the biggest house concert I've ever been to, there were about 60-70 people in the audience. Most are more like 20-30. You just can't rent a hall for an audience that small, so these moments just wouldn't have happened any other way. I've met some people who hosted concerts who turned into good friends, which is another great benefit.
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My absolute favorite musical memory was hearing my favorite group (Artisan) sing my favorite song of theirs (Rocking At The End Of Time) at a house concert in a friend's living room, with me sitting so close to them that if I had stretched out my feet, my heels would have been on top of the set list. I've been to lots of concerts and festivals, but that one memory tops them all.
I think the biggest house concert I've ever been to, there were about 60-70 people in the audience. Most are more like 20-30. You just can't rent a hall for an audience that small, so these moments just wouldn't have happened any other way. I've met some people who hosted concerts who turned into good friends, which is another great benefit.
Sounds great, thanks, Pat.
I forgot earlier that the friend was someone I became friends with because of an earlier house concert he hosted by that same group. I decided that someone whose obscure musical tastes so closely matched my own was someone well worth getting to know. And I was right.
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