Real Scenes

I’ve been fascinated with the way scenes develop. Is it organic or inorganic? Meaning, do these things “just happen” or do we force familial environments to create something that can later be deemed special, important, or critical to the survival of the creativity and energy of a city? Some scenes survive strongly here. Most people I know not a part of the improv scene joke that once a friend becomes a part of it, you never see them again. The same can be said for the acting scene and certain music scenes.

I find myself floating between scenes often, never fitting in exactly, but still participating in order to belong. Belonging becomes more difficult the older you get. I am not saying that one needs to belong, only that it is a comfort when you are in the push and pull of the unsure and the settled. 

Last night I stayed up watching Resident Advisor’s documentary series Real Scenes, which documents specific music scenes in a variety of different international cities. My favorite was for Detroit, a city that in many ways mimics Chicago.

Real Scenes: Detroit from Resident Advisor on Vimeo.

It is the birth city of a sound that has succeeded beyond the attentions of many of the people living there. Whenever a dance or electronic performer rolls into town, they make a point of mentioning how important the city was to their artistic development. Sometimes it takes distance to understand the relevancy of where you live. But can distance be found in the middle of things? 

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