January 25th, 2018. Suncorp Stadium in Brisbane, Australia hosted another spectacular Foo Fighters concert.
Just one part of an ocean of fans. (Photo courtesy of Shaun Triggell)
Honestly, as much as I hate to say it – on the day, I found myself lacking enthusiasm to attend this concert. So much has been happening that it almost seemed that taking a break to recharge my batteries was the wrong thing to do. Thankfully, my sweet and amazing fiancée would have none of it, and the arrival of one of my best friends and fellow Foo fanatic soon had me beginning to energize about the evening. By the time our two additional merry-makers knocked on the door, I was ready to get the party kicking.
Many of us have certain things that trigger a deep, undying energy that is able to propel us back into focus. That energy that lights our eyes and reminds us that we truly are capable of achieving whatever goals we set our minds to. That energy that helps us forget our woes and look at the World around us with a humanity-embracing sense of peace, love and cheeky fun. For me, one of those things is Foo Fighters.
I was introduced to the band while I was experiencing one of the biggest adventures of my life. I am instantly transported back to that time whenever I hear a Foo Fighters song. I recall another friend who would ALWAYS sing along to “Best of You”; I always believed it was a very poignant song for her, given what she was going through at the time. There were so many times when the Foo was right there with me as I navigated some of the more difficult times in my life – and they have always been there when I’ve come out the other side. I could name songs and detail memories that are attached to them with ease. Of all the bands I’ve ever been a fan of, the Foo Fighters rules the soundtrack of my life.
And so I was reminded on that Thursday night, as I sweated and lost my voice, surrounded by good friends and f*cking brilliant music. It struck me then, and remains with me now. That fire in my belly exploded back to life, burning away so much of the mud that had settled on my soul after trudging through some of life’s more difficult trenches over the past three years. Being unable – and unwilling – to contain my energy reminded me that each of us need to make sure that we revisit our source(s) of inspiration on a regular basis.
Whatever yours is – music, art, physical activity, WHATEVER. Please be sure to sink your metaphorical teeth into it regularly. Keep your fire burning. I don’t believe it will every truly die, but those embers can get very cool if you neglect them long enough. Please, don’t do that to yourself. Don’t do that to us. We want to see you shine as brightly as you can.