Gravity, Stay The Hell Away From Me
For some unknown reason we, people, tend to become notoriously famous for having a humdrum existence. We are constantly trying to escape from the everyday routine of life; however, we almost always come back to the initial position of having a monotonous life. Between lectures, friends, clubs and acquaintances, we forget to stray from the linear life that we follow.
But some of us remind us we are just humans. Music is frequently the reason why we shut our windows to the world. Just so we can open the windows to our souls.
Who are those rum birds we shall thank? The usual suspects from the Rock Jamming Club, of course, plus some other shy voices we heard for the first time.
When Thursday (Feb. 12) night came, they held the first Acoustic Session for the spring semester; the place – Skapto II Multipurpose Room, or Skappy’s for short.
Haven’t you asked yourselves numerous times how guitar players, drummers and singers find themselves to form a band? Since we had woken up with the inquisitive part of us dominating that day, we made a quick search with a certain end in view: to find out more about the etymology of the word band. It turned out a group means, first, “a group of people formed because of a common belief or purpose;” and second, “a flat piece of something with one end joined to the other to form a circle.” Disregarding the minor fact the RJC are not exactly a band, please look beyond the foreground. Isn’t it exactly what those guys are achieving? They are doing the impossible: retaining the attention of a pile of disoriented college students, using no complex technology or incentives such as “free food.”
Once again, they gathered us, because of the common belief that sometimes there is nothing so urgent to hinder you from slowing down the pace for a couple of hours. Delighting our musical senses, such an event has the capability to bestow upon us the feeling that something magical is happening. The atmosphere takes you to 1950’s black and white movies, in which everything seems to be much simpler; when directors targeted the human brain, not the box office. As Cheap Trick sang in 1979, “I want you to want me, I need you to need me” – and just like that two people come together as one. Or in our case, around 40 people.
We are longingly awaiting the next acoustic session to take us to new latitudes. In the meantime enjoy the memories with the gallery below:
This story was a joint effort by AUBG Daily’s Owls Stella Zlatareva and Rumina Mateva.