I happen to be a big fan of music. Most any kind of music. Music can soothe the soul and energize the spirit. The following story is about someone I've come to admire and listen to quite often. This is an example of mindset: How aware are we of life and all it has to offer..... are we always so busy we don't have time to stop and smell the roses? The scene: Washington D.C. Metro Station on a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about an hour. During that time, approximately two thousand (2,000) people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.
After 3 minutes, a middle-aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.
4 minutes: the violinist received his first dollar. A woman threw the money in the till and, without stopping, continued to walk.
6 minutes: a young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.
10 minutes: a 3-year-old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly, as the kid looked at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time.
Several other children repeated this action.
Every parent, without exception, forced them to move on.
45 minutes: the musician continues to play. Only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while.
About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace.
He collected $32.
After 1 hour, the musician finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed, no one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars.
Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.
This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people's priorities.
The questions rose:
In a commonplace environment, at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?
One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments… how many other things are we missing?