It sounds silly, I know. But for me, the power of music rests in its ability to reach inside and touch the places where the deepest cuts lie. Like a benevolent god, a good song will never let you down. And sometimes, when you're trying to find your way, one of those gods actually shows up and gives you directions.
Tiffanie DeBartoloThe music defied classification. If I had been writing a review of the show, I would have labeled it progressive, guitar-driven rock โnโ roll. But the guitars made sounds guitars didnโt always make. Symphonic sounds. Sacred sounds. The music dug in so deep you didnโt hear it so much as feel it, reminding me of a dream I used to have when I was a kid, where I would be standing on a street corner, I would jump into the air, flap my arms, and soar up into the sky. Thatโs the only way I could describe the music. It was the sonic equivalent of flight.
Tiffanie DeBartoloTalent? That's not talent. Talent is Liza Minnelli tap dancing and singing at the same time. What I just saw was devastation. Dying man on the cross. Salvation in B minor.
Tiffanie DeBartoloI was looking for someplace to store all the things I was feeling - the friction, the contradictions, the unmerciful truth - but my heart, my soul, my eyes and ears and even my toes were locking their doors. They wouldn't let me in. For safety reasons. I had no choice but to throw the feelings away.
Tiffanie DeBartolo