There’s something joyous and beautiful (at least I think so) about listening to or watching a person who is an expert at what they do, do their thing, whatever their thing happens to be.
Rick Beato is one such expert and his thing is music. When I watch one of his videos, I don’t even have to like or know the music he’s talking about. I just sit back and let him roll. He deconstructs a piece of music down to the atomic level, explaining with incredible detail what’s going on in each beat, each note, each bar, in a way that it leaves me stunned by just how much is happening, even in a ‘simple’ pop song. Half the time, his expertise is such that I have no idea what he’s talking about. But that doesn’t matter because the extent and complexity of his knowledge, the ease with which he imparts that knowledge, and his sheer love of the musical form he’s describing, all combine to make him fascinating to listen to.
So, here’s a classic Rick video reviewing an very early U2 song from their War album called Drowning Man. U2 is a band I don’t like – not just the music but the embarrassing do-gooding of Bono. But seriously, after getting the Beato treatment, I found myself in awe of this song.