I miss it, playing for people. It’s one thing to play for myself, to let out the music that’s singing through me, to show up and hold my instrument, give it the respect of practice. But music is meant to be shared. It’s communication. The music itself taking life through an instrument or a voice, then reaching into the hearts and bodies of other people, and coming back. I never feel so alive as when I’m playing for people, with them. My heart lifts a little.
