Finally

I'm finally listening to the Dave Matthews Band Central Park Concert. It's a rush to listen to, beautiful instrumentals and wondrous execution, the least likely songs getting the best treatments. Listening to it is intoxicating; there were moments I had to just close my eyes and ride along.

I get a bit of a bittersweet feeling with it, because it's in Central Park after the Towers fell, and because, as far as I can tell, it's the last thing they've done together, maybe forever.

It's not music I can do anything else but just listen to - it's the kind of thing I could spend an evening just riding on and feel enriched, and I'd love to have gotten to a concert, though I don't think I have, until recently, grokked the _why_ of concerts sufficiently to have appreciated it.