Portia Placino

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Lights of Sigur Ros

Before Taipei, I have never even heard of Sigur Ros. My music taste got stuck in the 90s for some time. The past few months has been a rediscovery. Sigur Ros, is a very new find. It is the type of music that you might need to learn to listen to, rather than fall in love at first sight.

It was indeed a performance. Lights, sounds, everything. I even got shouted at for talking to my friend. Hey, they weren’t even starting yet, at the time. But then again, this is Taipei. It took a while for them to even let the audience near the band. Everyone was just sitting down.

I even got to use Sigur Ros as a tool to teach John Dewey’s Art as Expression, particularly on the chapter Art as Expressive Object. 

Now that I am indeed remembering, we are not supposed to take photographs. But I took a few snapshots anyway. I’m not a big concert anyway, as concerts are usually out of my budget.

I really can’t get over the discipline of this crowd. I mean, just look at them! Still, at least I got to experience a night in Taipei, with no fear of getting crushed. I went home with a cd too. Something to listen to as I expand my horizon.

 

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