![]() ![]() ![]() They also appreciate the "good thing" they have when it comes to writing songs, playing shows locally or places like Osaka, Japan, and creating art with each other. In speaking with the band over the last several months, it's become apparent they all love being in the band and playing music with each other. One such band is Tucson's very own Lenguas Largas. Bands like this don't need to bathe in the adoring glow of their fans for their collective psyche to survive, but instead reverberate on the same wavelength as their fervent supporters in a symbiotic appreciation of what can best be described as a "good thing." When this happens, it is nothing short of amazing. In fact, there are the rarest of rare bands who can construct and learn to thrive in tiny little societies built around mutual respect and a shared love of creativity, music, and having fun. Musical onanism is probably rampant in just about every rock and roll scene around the world, but occasionally the rare band manages to transcend the typical traps of self-love and actually understand that it's okay to celebrate not only your success, but your existence, without coming off like total dicks. Even in the best situations, being talented and knowing it is a recipe of disaster. To be truly happy, at least with yourself, you have to be able to look in the mirror, and on most days, be able to fall a little bit in love.įor many musicians, this practice often creates a sort of magical fine line to dance along where if the mirror calls your name too much, whispering sweet nothings and telling you how amazing you are, you're fucking doomed unless your name happens to be Bono, Elton John or Madonna. If there was any justice in the world (and sadly, right now, there doesn't seem to be a whole lot), there should be a saying that goes something like this:
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