“When the music plays whatever is dividing us doesn’t f*cking matter.”
David Draiman, lead singer of Disturbed
A band named Disturbed. A band that helps people be anything but. I’m typing here while the speaker to the left of me is blaring and the stage one hundred feet ahead is alive with flames and the passion of the musicians gracing it. All around me I see all walks of life. Strangers that feel the music in their core.
This show that is hard rock. This show that is highlighting the struggles so many of us fight. This show that brings a survivor of suicide on stage to share his own struggle and to allow the arena of thousands to send a cacophony of love his way. This show that seems intimate despite the thousands other bodies all around me. This show that talks about addiction and depression and loss and brings it into the light alongside the heavy head banging feel it in your bones tunes.
Our stories do so much for us.
Darkness can show you the light. A lesson in a hard rock song and displayed on stage for all to see.
Thank you, gentlemen of Disturbed.
Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for telling your stories your way. Thank you for bringing light to so many in the dark.
Acoustic stage in the middle of the crowd where Disturbed talked about losses of great people and talent recently. Losses felt around the world which bring an absence to hearts and minds and music.