Noah Kahan is DAMN good live.
It’s hard to put into words what Noah Kahan’s music means to me, both in my own approach to music and also, in my everyday life. As someone who has always struggled with mental health, various insecurities and being on/off medication for all of that, it’s nice to finally have someone who is able to articulate my own struggles so well through music. And he does it so well too, with a voice all his own; a voice he’s learned to wield his feelings and spill his guts for the rest of us to soak up. His rise to stardom and his hilariously humble attitude about it is another reason why I admire the guy. I sincerely hope he wins some Grammys for this latest album, as I can’t think of a more deserving person to be acknowledged. I’m so glad I was able to get away and see him on The Great Divide Tour in St. Louis.
Enjoy the photographs.
A Damn Eulogy
I should’ve bantered on about this at her funeral but I was scatterbrained and trying to make sure I had enough water for my voice to sound halfway decent.
Anyway…
Damn Rascal Music History : Rock Music Oblivion
It’s hard for me to remember exactly which compact disc (CD) I purchased first. But I know damn well which cassette tape poked the most formative holes in my sheltered musical bubble : Classic Queen. This small and unassuming musical collection was comprised of 12 magical songs, one of which was a little tune called Bohemian Rhapsody.
Damn Rascal Music History : An Introduction
It was decided by my parents during my 4th grade year of elementary school that I should take up a musical instrument. And years later, it was also my parents who attempted to closely monitor, reign in or altogether squash my interest in music…specifically rock music. To their credit, they didn’t understand it and quite frankly, neither did I. But I loved how it sounded and listening to it made me feel less alone and more real. And that was my childhood with music in a nutshell.