The light shone through the exquisite stained windows in the Nordic Church as effortless jazz bounced around every wall. This church was alive with spontaneity as talented musicians strutted their musical prowess; the atmosphere resembling a temporary beautiful community that I did not anticipate, but wholly appreciated. The poetry in the room was magnetic and we all followed the force that is community.
Prior to my arrival, I had booked my ticket at a violin repair workshop at the Bluecoat Chambers from a man called Michael, the restoration man. All of my instincts were intact when I took the leap of faith to watch jazz at the Nordic Church, just outside Liverpool One. I had never listened to live jazz before or visited the Nordic Church, so this was a double experience.
The anticipation of experiencing something new, can question your initial enthusiasm; particularly if you’re flying solo. What if the music failed to enlighten my curiosity or the church wasn’t welcoming; I would then have to question my instincts for future new events.
My nerves were on edge as I walked towards the church. But as I approached the entrance to the holy building, I noticed the flags attached to the church were flying proudly in the wind; welcoming me, were like-minded people, of all status: single, friends or couples. They all congregated together to greet each other with shy smiles and friendly banter. Awaiting the audience was warmth, talent, enthusiasm, food for the soul and more importantly, a sense of community, an aspect of modern life that is sadly lacking in today’s society.
The four talented musicians, a French violinist, backed by two guitarists and a bass player, effortlessly and with spontaneity, entertained the sell-out crowd with consummate ease and although some of the songs passed me by, the talent was visible to see and appreciated by the audience.
At the interval, food and wine were served and conversation was in full flow. I was a little shy at first but eventually I found a place to sit down and was welcomed by strangers who appeared to enjoy the community vibe as much as everyone else. Michael, ticket seller and host of the afternoon event, introduced himself to the flock with humility and charm, a hard act to do in my opinion.
The second half of the concert was just as enjoyable as the first and after a few encores, the appreciative audience rose for a standing ovation before hopefully, returning to their own communities back home.
An excellent afternoon, unexpected, but a return is imminent as the following day, I purchased tickets for the October and November concerts. Whilst having a chat to Michael regarding the diversity of music available at the concerts, he wisely commented “life is outside your home, not on the TV”. This comment resonated with me and the discovery of little communities scattered across your life can only enhance your social skills and community values.