Sunday, January 11, 2015

Sam Smith Nashville

Sam Smith came back to Nashville better than ever, hitting up the Grand Olde Opry and stood on the infamous circle. I was lucky to stand in the crowd and witness this amazing man hit every note with ease. Opening with my personal favorite, Life Support, the crowd was in awe but they were singing along with every word. There were people of every age and race and the crowd absolutely adored him. The entire show was an inside look of his process of writing, and how much it utterly sucked to literally be, in the lonely hour. He prides himself on the fact he writes all of his music and how much he has progressed as an artist, hoping that his old and dishonest music never gets to see the light of day.
Behind him stood a full band, three backup singers and a cellist and they assisted in the beauty of the music. Smith seemed extremely thankful for every member of the band and never forgot to lot the crowd know of his gratitude. During the show, it was hard to not realize how much gratitude Sam has for his fans, as he continued to thank everyone for their support and for getting his album to number two in the United States. He was humorous, throwing in a joke here and there about how his album was just a sad album and he hopes to God the next one won't be as painful to write. I am sure that as a song writer, to write such an emotionally powerful album, you have to go through lots of heartache to come out with something as well done as he did.
I must admit, that I shed a few tears during the show, just in awe of the effortless talent. Closing out the show with his most famous hit, Stay With Me, fans cheered louder than ever and it was extremely bittersweet. To me, the greatest moment is when the artist steps on stage and the worst is when they step off. This seemed to prove true when Sam left, it was over so quickly and the audience almost seemed heartbroken. Maybe if I think about the pain I felt when he left the stage, I could write half the album Sam Smith did. Now we must wait for another masterpiece from the man himself, and sit through many, lonely hours.