i saw THE DEVIL today
i went to that
final fantasy concert that has been making the rounds. wouldn't have gone but a buddy of mine works at the concert hall and got me the ticket cheap and some of my friends were going and making a night of it. i didn't think it was all that great. i like uematsu's work a lot more than i probably should(nostalgia/overly sentimental/plays too many videogame/need better hobbies/barf/puke/baaarrrffff), but i don't think a lot of it translates to orchestra particularly well. a lot of the key melody was more or less completely lost in the sea of generally indifferent mercenary musicians trying to do their thing. the huge bummer of the night was that jenova from ff7 and the gilgamesh battle from ff5 were almost completely unintelligible. it just wasn't a particularly worthwhile idea doing it in the first place, particularly when they shoved an inordinate amount of music from the final fantasy games(11, 13, 14) that nobody really gave much a fuck about. uematsu was actually there for the performance however, which was kinda cool, but he was just a spectator and didn't get to actually do anything but wander around and wave. my buddy, who works as a stage manager at the hall, claims that he told uematsu that he has cool socks and invited him to play football, but he may have just told me this to add much-needed depth to the night. pretty empty experience, and i would have had a much better time listening to the psf final fantasy 3 soundtrack while doing drugs.
but that's not important. what was of note was this guy that was sitting in front of me. i couldn't tell if he was a sufferer of tourette's syndrome or something, but every point where the conductor/musicians/whoever would give even the slightest suggestion that applause or audience reaction would be necessary he would flail his arms around and convulse wildly. i would liken it to those religious events where the people in the audience are generally GOING COMPLETELY BERSERK due to POWER OF THE LORD, except this is NOBUO UEMATSU and COME ON FOR CHRIST'S SAKE IT'S JUST FISHERMAN'S FUCKING HORIZON ARE YOU THAT SENSORY DEPRIVED. but i don't even know if that's a fair comparison because this guy was legitimately LOSING IT on one of those deep fundamental levels that separate the basic functions of man from the outer reaches of chaotic possibility. when the music stopped and the lights came up he walked around like a normal person, and showed absolutely no signs of drug use, but when they broke into STOCK BULLSHIT FANTASY TUNE FROM FF14 the guy began waving his arms around wildly and/or madly squirming in his chair. i don't even know how he had the energy level for this, as it was about two hours of being in complete ecstasy. this was at a kinda vaguely classy symphony hall too, so it was totally out of place, and pretty much everyone in my row looked at this guy, wondering if he was the most excitable person they will ever see or if they actually needed to go grab a defibrillator.
the only conclusions i am able to make is that either he is a mild sufferer of tourettes and the music negated any medication he was taking or he was POSSESSED BY THE DEVIL. possibly both.
or it might just be that i have done such a noteworthy job of separating myself from people who LIVE FOR SOMETHING OF NO CONSEQUENCE that i am unable to process the reality that someone could completely lose bodily control over the prospect of MUSIC FROM VIDEOGAME.
i don't know how i am able to speak at length about an evening whose major noteworthy trait was the fact that it was not really noteworthy at all. i guess it is noteworthy that i am able to write about things that are not the slightest bit noteworthy? don't really know. but hey, words on a dying site. this should count as community service hours in the future for when i am arrested for failing miserably at robbing a bank or something and need to start putting the hours in.