This is what has kept me running scared. Those thoughts of “I’m not good enough, I’m not smart enough” for this — this bullshit that was going through my head. But I’ve come to realize that I’m a human being, that I will make mistakes, but I’m going to win.
beth hart uses every dimension in and out of her body to reveal herself. that’s just the way she works. all those past words and inner demons are unleashed while she openly presents herself as a strong sharp-tongued woman crowd surfing into a welcoming audience. performing inbetween songs, she enjoys sharing intelligent short stories about the good and bad side effects of ecstasy, how we sometimes call out for god to help us but who the hell is he really, and the ways men & women can be so disappointing but how good they feel, how much we care for them anyways.
being able to see beth hart perform live in an intimate venue is one of those memories that i feel and will remember for the rest of my life. her stage resembling the warm comfort of home with a touch of oriental rugs, nag champa incense and the soft ambient glow from a tiny light that rests upon her piano. the moment she enters the stage, its obvious from her whiskey slick voice how one minute it feels like her entire world has ended and at the next, that everything simply is born again. for awhile, her rocking band appears but theres nothing quite like watching beth hart solo. so emotional, powerful, direct and personified that it hurts, she sings deeply from within her soul.
live & acoustic