Of all the faces that mugged, vamped, and pouted to the camera at the peak of the music video era, what struck me about watching Eddie Van Halen so many years ago as a kid was his content and easygoing smile as he effortlessly ripped through melodic riffs. It was purely joy at his craft and he’d be having a great time doing it whether you were watching him or not.
What are the things we spend our limited life on that spring that same feeling? How the rest of the world receives it is left to chance but the truth of our experience always reveals itself. Is it joy?
