sabato, marzo 12, 2005

Josh Groban Live in New Orleans!

Last night I went with some friends to see the Josh Groban concert. It was wonderful!
The guy plays piano exquisitely, sings like an absolute angel and plays drums like he was born sitting at them.

I must admit though, that as I sit there amongst the screams of "I love you Josh" and things of the sort, I began to question the wisdom in the apparent idolizing of him. It hardly seems wise, and I began to feel quite a bit of compassion for this 24 year old singer. Josh Groban is a fad in the teenage girl realm right now, there is no doubt about that. But as all fads go out of style, in a couple of years, so will he. The fame that he now sees (and obviously enjoys) will soon be only a memory. I find myself wondering "What will this fame do to him between now and then?" Between the time he was "discovered" and the time someone else bigger and better (dare I say "better looking"?) comes along, how will he change as a person, as a Jew, as a son, as a brother and as a friend? I can't imagine that walking into a huge arena with literally thousands of girls screaming at the top of their lungs how much they love you, how cute you are, etc. could be good for ones self. Fame is a strange thing like that, I suppose.

Anyway, I hope that from this post you have not been led to think that it was not wonderful or that I did not have a good time. I can only say how much about how great it was before I would begin to sound like (heaven forbid!) a teenage girl.
Allow me to reiterate though, his voice sounded as if it had come straight out of heaven. Hearing someone on a recording is one thing, but hearing them live makes all of the difference. It is my prayer that amidst the fame, he will somehow discover that his voice did come from heaven, and that it is a gift to be used for the Giver.


1 commento:

Anonimo ha detto...

Sister Dear,
Yes, I quite agree with you. (than, I usuly do). I shan’t state all that you said that I agree with, for I don't want to bore you to death.
Well, I think you are ready for bed, so I shall go tell you good night.
Me (who else?)