Here’s a great piece I found this morning. It really has me thinking about those small moments in life that just seem to become background noise. Being in Atlanta for the week, I was very excited to catch some great live blues music at Fat Matt’s Rib Shack. I’ve always wanted to catch good blues in the south, so I’m glad to have checked that off the list.
This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people’s priorities.
The questions raised:
*In a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?
*Do we stop to appreciate it?
*Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?
One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made.
How many other things are we missing?