Thursday, 7 May 2015

The Magnificence of Aura.

I have always had this fascination for the idea of originality, individuality, and as simply put, realness. I prefer seeing things for how they inflict themselves upon us, that is to say how they are meant to be seen, their true forms.

I'm not saying I have an issue with this new technological age for that would make me a hypocrite. I see technology as a way of advancement that helps give birth to new eras of creation and publicity for those creations, however at the same time, I see a great disadvantage, an impending pain that is growing and constantly being fed, the pain that this generation will suffer, upon all that seems real to them.

I prefer hearing music live. I prefer there being no medium between the listener and the singer. As much as I enjoy hearing studio versions of songs and hearing the great amount of production behind the intended work, I also think that there is a beauty that listeners cannot grasp if they don't hear the singer live. There is a connection that the singer is able to make with their audience, as well as an uncovering of the rawness of one's voice and one's instruments. There is a beauty behind the sound of the breath they take before singing a line, or the sound of an unplayed string in the chord they strum on their guitar. This realness, this uncovering, allows there to be an exposition of the ugliness of mistakes, the type of ugliness that turns into beauty and individuality that unfortunately most people don't understand nowadays. The best live music for me is hearing someone sing with their instrument, without a mic, without an amplifier, just them and their instrument, that way you hear them, the real them, not the things that stand in the way to make them seem different, glamorized. There is a glamour in the original -- the idea that we can touch emotion, make it into this tangible thing that can only be experienced when seen and recognized first hand.

I prefer speaking to people in person instead of social media, or over text, or over the phone, because as much as social media becomes an outlet for them to speak their mind, or as much as text becomes convenient when they want to mask their painfully awkward demeanour when speaking on the phone, or even if they argue that being on the phone is the most sincere way of hearing them speak from their hearts without the fear of being seen through the eyes and into their souls; seeing them in person, hearing their voice as real as it comes, allows me to see how genuine they are about their feelings. The look on one's face can translate their words into a language that only the human body can understand, and through that we are able to hear and interpret this sound, this music, this production, that only we can understand before it's translated into words and fabricated to be understood by a large mass of people.

There is a kind of beauty in one's essence, one's aura that I feel that mediums always break down. There have been so many new additions to this type of covering up and touching up now, that we don't see people for who they are. We erase their humanity.

Photoshop, lighting, filters, cameras, televisions, ebooks, audiobooks, kindles, even contractions in words. These mediums used to cover things up, or make things more glamorous, or easier to see, easier to look at and understand, are all factors that break us apart so much from reality that when we see something significant or beautiful occur we refer to them as "just like in the movies".

We are so afraid to look ugly, that we forget to see the beauty of raw emotion, the beauty of the aspect that makes even the most untouchable people see their own humanity.

It's so hard, so hard to know that we have to constantly live in this light of filters. Soon enough we'll be experiencing aura as it's reproductions, rather than the beauty of the original. I don't know about anyone else, but I think that's rather scary, because at the end of the day, we forget to ask ourselves, what's even real anymore?

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