When I Consider How My Life’s Been Spent
When thinking back on my cultural experiences, I realize how intellectually, culturally, and artistically devoid my life had been. I found myself shocked at how little I craved or understood the arts as a child or as a young adult in high school. Although I had attended plays as a child, I never fully understood or appreciated the experience for its inherent value. This all changed for me as a freshman at
I, like many other incoming students, had no direction or idea as to a possible major. I found myself mired in the core curriculum at
My love for theatre spread and my new hunger for it led me to seeing dozens of live perfomances. In the years following my Dracula experience I attended dinner theatre, seeing such shows as Will Rogers’ Follies, Damn Yankees¸ Ain’t Misbehavin’, and Gypsy. Furthermore, I found myself attending shows at my school, seeing such shows as Macbeth, Romeo and Juliet, and Twelfth Night. Still I pursued theatre, witnessing shows at the State Theater in
The experience of trying out for the role of Judas filled me with even more confidence to try new things. At this point I fancied myself a bit of a writer. I had taken a few creative writing courses through the school and found myself eventually taking over the reigns of Editor in Chief of the college’s literary magazine, Waynessence. Í poured over countless submissions, some of which were extremely well written. During this time I began to wonder why there was no forum for these poets and storytellers other than this magazine. I approached the Writing Center Director, Marjorie Kiel, and pitched an idea for a poetry night. Working diligently with Ms. Kiel, we set up a date and mailed out invitations for artists, musicians, and writers to attend the first ever Prose, Poetry, and Acoustical Jam night at
The poetry night also served to bring very talented local musicians to the show. My brother was playing bass guitar in a band at the time and they played the inaugural show. They were invited back the following year and he asked me if I wanted to sing a song at the show that year. I eventually agreed and we learned Neil Young’s Rockin’ in the Free World which I sang the lead. The experience I had gained from trying out for the Judas role combined reading poetry in front of a large group helped me get over the paralyzing stage fright I felt that night. The song sounded quite good and I found myself attending more and more band practices with my brother, eventually landing the lead singer job. We have played together for six years and have played a variety of parties, bars, and school sponsored events in that span.
Finally, about the time the poetry jam was taking off, I was involved in my humanities class at
There are more experiences that could yet be related. Trips to the symphony to hear Tchaikovsky and Beethoven, a trip to see the pyramids in