4/1/2023 0 Comments People watcher![]() ![]() Alongside the classic artist combo of anger, pain, fear and aggression obviously. ![]() As far as themes go – I guess, disconnection, miscommunication, nostalgia and memory. How we interact with each other, try and understand each other but often fail. I’m interested in relationships – not just romantic but all sorts. I’m essentially a people watcher masquerading as an artist. What themes tend to crop up in Tsarzi’s music? I like the sense of it being my childhood self with delusions of grandeur – for me, that’s a lot of what performance is. I twisted it a bit to make it sound like a Tsar – i.e. It was dull being Sarah Sharp onstage and off (and honestly, especially with social media and everything, a bit of a headfuck). The sound was expanding and becoming a bit wacky – I wanted to kind of take on a new identity. Piano became my go-to for songwriting and I got much more interested in synths. I was in a couple of bands and collaborations, which built up my confidence and led me back to piano and violin, which I studied classically as a kid. I was just trying out things and trying to find my way as an artist. The first songs I wrote were pretty folky, all acoustic guitar. Initially I was just making music under my own name. Why was he the one to boost my mood and not the other way around?īut I learn more when I experience something different than what I first saw.Peddling a humorous brand of eccentric pop with the odd dark undertone, multi-instrumentalist Sarah Sharp steps forward as Tsarzi to kick off Exposed In Session for 2020…Ĭould you tell us a bit about how you first came to make music as Tsarzi? Why had I not expected such a positive response? And then we were already past each other, just like that. “Beautiful night! Really nice night!” The man gleefully belted the words out. But I couldn’t help replying with joy and returning his infectious smile.įor some reason, I thought I would be the one to speak first. “Hi,” I stammered, surprised by his abrupt greeting. I wanted to connect in a small way.Īs we got closer, he looked up and gave the biggest smile. I felt for this man, so old and seemingly so frail. He was moving very slowly, pushing a cart that carried an oxygen tank, his oxygen tank. He was moving after his dog at a snail’s pace. ![]() Then I saw him, on older man hunched deeply over. I first saw a small, white dog trotting through the snow, soon slowing to a saunter as it looked for a suitable tree to do its business. I was walking down the sidewalk, a path littered with ice and cracks in frigid Montana. Yesterday, I watched again and learned something important Never go out and explore the world, and you likely won’t have access to as many questions. How did that man do what he just did? Where did that woman buy her eccentric purple coat? And how does it make her feel to wear it? The answers are in the questions. ![]() The stories I co-create when I observe others end up in my own story in some way or another, whether I intend for it to happen or not, whether I’m aware of the ultimate impact or not. Which is reality, in a way it all fuses together. It would be a lonely walking through the void, a Cormac McCarthy scene. Wasn’t their role valuable, these extras? Without them, there would be no color, no backdrop of life. We are all extras in each other’s movies, but the problem is that, like extras on the silver screen, we rarely pay attention to the people we will never, ever see again. There is something magical that happens when people go about their lives not trying to be a certain way for the passerby. These are questions I ask myself when I watch other people go about their lives. I’m talking about the soul’s journey - from which direction does that emerge? What trials and tribulations has that body been through? If you look hard enough, you can imagine where that person on the street is coming from. Is the person slouching? Do they appear full of life? Or are they deflated?Īnd what is the quality of their demeanor? Can you sense it? I think you can. I watch because I learn so much about humans this wayĪnd, in the process, I learn about myself. It’s difficult to explain it, but I’ll try. I’ve always been fascinated by human behavior.īefore it was my wife, it was my parents telling me the same thing: “Stop staring, Jordan.” I’m a People Watcher, and This is Why I Can’t Stop ![]()
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