May I let my voice be a clarion call. I will use these words for justice. I will use these words for truth. And humour.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

 

How to Create a Great Album

It starts with "Create."

Just bookmarking and sharing this for future reference.


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lyrics: once in a while the time will come to surrender everything you have to give.
colors: 22AA77
mood: busy - if there's never enough time, what does that mean?
chant/prayer/mantra: master time, master all.

pax hominibus,
agape to all,
joel

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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

 

Dragons and Dove

Today I heard this song "Girl in the War" by Josh Ritter, on 91.3 while driving to pick up dinner.

I really like the imagery the lyrics call up.

from commenter Saltogurl: 

[regarding the Boynton Chapel in Door County, WI] in an archway, in front of the chapel one side there is a painting of Peter, on the other Paul.  Peter is holding two keys  one to the Kingdom, another to the chapel.  Above them, carved into the wood archway, is a dove and on each side of it dragons.  All I could think was a) "pretend the dove from above is a dragon and your feet are on fire".  I have never heard of a dragon next to a dove in any setting but apparently the dragon is a sign of protection in Norse mythology, and the dove is a sign of peace in a lot of western cultures.

See the post just before this one and the one about "the first death" and note that I've been in a state of confusion between wanting peace and preparing for war.   Still wondering where the war will play out, and if it's inside, when it will die down.

pax hominibus,
agape to all,
joel

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Saturday, September 10, 2011

 

Veruca Salt, Clutch, Old Style, and I Love You



This is just a little hokey vid I made a few minutes ago after imbibing some Irish Moss elixir of life this evening.  Just me saying Hi and how I feel about you.  I'm often the silent one, so the lack of my voice in this video should be no surprise.


Here's a live version of the song that is playing the background.  Veruca Salt rules!


lyrics: 
My mannequin is insane.  
It's automatic -- electrocuted in the rain. As a warning in the storm in the morning
In a gadda da vida...
Bay-ay-ayby!

colors: a pallet with avocado yellow and avocado green, and the colors of port-wine cheese.
mood: resistive and struggling.
chant/prayer/mantra: a prayer for serenity, courage, and wisdom. pax hominibus, agape to all, joel






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Friday, August 19, 2011

 

For JD part 2

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For JD


I'm shocked at how clear this recording turned out.  This was taken with my cameraphone from across Market Street (actually from on the bus platform, but still).

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Sunday, July 10, 2011

 

Sinéad O'Connor Update and Quote

I guess I haven't been keeping up with everything.  I've always enjoyed Sinéad's music (except the showtunes album), and what I've heard "recently," but then again, the last six years I haven't had money or time for new music. Now seeing some news from a recent article, and the article linked above, I guess I haven't been keeping up much with what was going on in the life of my college idol/crush.  If memory serves, the poster I had on the ceiling of my bedroom junior year looked something like the pic at right.





 Huh, times have changed.  






Nowadays, I give support to people with depression and mental illness, and dealing with a Hx of parental abuse, during the course of a regular day.


Below is a quote from her that shines like a quasar for me.  Along with this 1994 quote "There is no too far," from Lee Renaldo, I will carry this quote from her with me forevermore:



 I realised songs were a place where you could say anything at all, the stuff you wouldn't dream of saying in real life.

I will always love Sinéad. Not just for that quote.  Not just for the music.  Not just for her beautiful bald head in times past.  Simply for her being.

lyrics: I will rise, and I will return. 
colors: Rainbow 
mood: A tad depressed 
chant/prayer/mantra: "--" 

pax hominibus, 
agape to all, 
joel

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Friday, June 3, 2011

 

Lyrics to "The Song People Talk Through" a.k.a. "185"

A.K.A. "Drill Bit*"

 [A]Every [A]time that I [A]talk to [Asus4]you, [A]I'm [A]five [G (xxx000x)]per[A]cent [D]more... 
(play A chords as bouncing staccato.  hold Asus4 and D)
[A]Every [A]time that I [A]talk to [Asus4]you, [A]I'm [A]five [G]per[A]cent [C]more... 
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh 
[A]Every [A]time that I [A]talk to [Asus4]you, [A]I'm [A]five [G]per[A]cent [D]more... 
[A]Cra - [G]ay - [A]ay -[G]az[A]y. 
Got a [D]tat upon my [D]hide of my [D]crucified baby, hey-o hey-ay. 

 [A]Every time that she [C]whispers i hear a [G]scream 
[A] She says its time to take a [C] drill bit to your [G] dreams, 
And i [D] know it's [A5] on 
Because i [G] only know this [D] one song.... 
...And i'll [A]sing it to [A]you... 

...and i'm [A]singing... 
[D]My hot [D]rod's doing [D]one-eighty-[D]five, 
(I got) [G]Jesus riding, [G]Buddha riding [G]on my [G]side. 
There is a [D]purple el[D]ectric chair [D]up in the [D]sky 
I'm [G]flying hyper[G]sonic and I [C]wish deep [C]down 
You would [C]try to [D]fi - [Dsus4**]ind [D]me.                              (**hammer-on Dsus4, pull-off.) 

...and I'm [A]singing........ 
[D]My hot [D]rod's doing [D]one-eighty-[D]five, 
[G]Moses, Mo[G]hammad [G]riding on [G]my side. 
[D]There is a [D]perforated(percolated) [D]lectionary [D]written in [D]time. 
I'm [G]still just embry[G]onic and I [C]wish deep [C]down 
You would [C]try to [D]find me. 

...and i'm [A]singing, [A]singing, [A]singing....... 
[D]My hot [D]rod's doing [D]one-eighty-[D]five, hey.
[G]Avalokit[G]eshvara's [G]riding on my [G]side. 
There is a [D]purposeful el[D]ection right [D]here in my [D]eyes.
I [G]want it more yo-[G]on-ic and I [C]wish deep [C]down 
You would [A7]try to [D9+5(xx0255)]find*** me.   
***alternately, can walk down from xx0255 to D5, D4, D, D9, D on "find me"

[D]!!   or   [D5]!!

Full alternate title: "Drill Bit: (Amalgamated, Exonerated, Consolidated, Collective-activated, and Recapitulated)"

lyrics: (see above) 
colors: red 
mood: activated 
chant/prayer/mantra: let there be peace, and let it emanate from within each of us. 

pax hominibus, agape to all, joel

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Sunday, May 16, 2010

 

All my posts lately have been so short...

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Sorry about that.

Anyway, here's a link to a neat song I found from NewEden.org. I don't subscribe to the video's theology of a eucatastrophic discontinuity theory (a.k.a. that kind of rapture) and the substitutional salvation accompanying it, but still a good song.

Maybe I'll cover it some day with a spin.

lyrics:I wish we'd all been ready.

pax hominibus,
agape to all,
joel

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Thursday, August 6, 2009

 

Chords and Lyrics for "Hush Little Baby"

This lullaby is a really easy one to sing, and when I looked up the lyrics for it online, I was surprised to find that it had all sorts of archaic stuff, is clumsy with the rhyme scheme, and even tried to jam extra syllables in. Case in point: "dog named rover," "cart and bull"???

Anyway, I called up my sister to see what she recalled our parents singing, and she said these were the lyrics she used, so I'm going to go with that.

Here is the song as a printable image using one of my favorite fonts and a soft and soothing color scheme (click for full-size):




















Note that this key is awfully high, but it sounds just great and Henry loves it. The opening note is C#.

And here are the words as plain text:
Hush little baby don't say a word
Mama's* gonna buy** you a mockingbird

And if that mockingbird don't sing

Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring
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And if that diamond ring is brass

Mama's gonna buy you a looking glass

And if that looking glass should crack

Mama's gonna buy you a jumping jack

And if that jumping jack won't hop

Mama's gonna buy you a lollipop

And when that lollipop is done

Mama's gonna buy you another one

So hush little baby don't say a word...

(rinse and repeat as needed)


*substitutions of "papa" "mommy" "daddy" or any two-syllable name may be admissable
**kind of a consumeristic song, huh? I envision GWB post-911 telling people "go out and buy more mockingbirds and lollipops people!"


chant/prayer/mantra: may all our babies and parents sleep soundly one day


pax hominibus,
agape to all,
joel

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Monday, March 23, 2009

 

John Mellencamp on the State of the Music Industry

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While this piece does provide some great insight about what has happened to the music industry, it doesn't seem to have answers.  I wonder if there even are any, other than to just make music and do your best to get it out there?

Here is a quote for the ages:
Nora Guthrie, Woody's daughter, once told me a story about a reception she was at where Bob Dylan was in attendance. The business people there were quietly commenting on how unsociable Dylan seemed to them, not what they imagined an encounter with Dylan would be like. When that observation about Dylan's behavior and disposition were mentioned to Nora, the response was very profound. She said that Bob Dylan was not put on this earth to participate in cocktail chatter with strangers. Bob Dylan's purpose in life is to write great songs like "Blowin' in the Wind" and "The Times They Are A' Changin'."

And another quote:
"There is no street for the music to rise up from. There is no time for the music to develop in a natural way that we can all embrace when it ripens and matures. That's why the general public doesn't really care. It's not that the people don't still love music; of course they do. It's just the way it is presented to them that ignores their humanity."

lyrics: "I see your face and you tempt my dreams."
From Photograph by Def Leppard


pax hominibus,
agape to all,
joel

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Monday, February 23, 2009

 

Some other people's thoughts on music and nature, along with my own...

While looking up a John Cage quote, I came across this page, with several interesting things to say about sound, music, musicians, and other stuff.

The two notable ones that made me most want to link to it are:
[ David Sanjek on music fans who value the tragic stories of dysfunctional musicians]: "The word 'schadenfreude' grants these lookyloos way too much dignity."
and 

[On why he {Stephin Merritt} subverts genres]: "Because I'm embarrassed." (He added that this is also why Andy Warhol did everything the way he did.)

[On the difference between shame and embarrassment]: "You can talk about embarrassment. You cannot talk about shame."


And here's my 5-minute presentation for class tomorrow on "Why I Love the Sound of Music" (It may be a little fluffy in tone, but I stand by it as one of my truths.)

To me, all sound is musical in some way or another. According to musician John Cage, “Everything we do is music. And everywhere is the best seat.” While some sounds – the blaring repetition of a car alarm or the too-loud hum of a laptop's fan – do still qualify as music to me in the way John Cage describes, they're not the kind I like. Those sounds make me mad, because they are created from principles that mar the natural music of life. The car alarm was intentionally designed to cut through the baseline sounds introducing cacophony, and not blending with the beauty around it, just squawking. And the whir of computers, refrigerators, and the constant sound of the freeway's stream of cars are unfortunate byproducts of our culture's design that raise the noise floor, obscuring our ability to more perfectly perceive nature's music.

Frequently, I will clap my hands together when I walk into a new and interesting space. I clap not really for the purpose of dispelling evil spirits, as is the belief in some cultures, but rather just to hear the acoustic signature. Every location has an acoustic signature, but I imagine many people do not fully note the beauty of this. A hand-clap is a short, sharp sound with such a quick “attack” that it manages to carry many different frequencies of pressure waves as it propagates outward to any boundaries, where it will then bounce around before returning to the clapper's ears. At sea level, the sound's pressure wave will travel at 1100 feet/second, which means that in a cathedral like St. Mary's on Geary in San Francisco or the Cathedral of Christ the Light just north of Lake Merritt in Oakland, the sound may travel 100 feet to a wall or ceiling, then return two-tenths of a second later.

Actually, there will be the direct sound that only takes a millisecond to go the one foot from your hands to your ears, then there is the first echo, then there will be multiple echoes as the sound waves bounce back and forth. The sound is damped partially by the total distance it must travel through the air, and also by the surfaces of the walls or trees or ground as they absorb the sound. A simple example of this how is a wall made of carpet in Elvis' basement will absorb much more sound than the tiles in your bathroom. Actually, the reverberation is one of the reasons people like so much to sing in the shower. That, and the fact that the noise floor created by the shower's spray kind of covers up those off-key notes....

But even the off-key singing I like. I had a voice teacher explain to me that you want to sing each note right on key instantly, but many singers' nature is to start the note slightly flat if its in the upper registers and then sort of slide into the right pitch a fraction of a second later. To me, that's part of what is called the “attack” or the onset of a musical note. The next part is the decay, which is the portion of a note where the “voice” tapers off. This voice can be a human voice, a hammered piano string, a bowed viola string, a horn's honk, a plucked guitar string, or something entirely synthetic. Each instrument has its own unique [act with hands] attack, decay, sustain, and release.

More importantly to me is the timbre of the sound, spelled with an “i” but pronounced with an “a.” Timbre is the quality of the overtones as they relate to the fundamental pitch. Say you pluck a low E on a guitar string, you will also hear harmonics resonate at various amplitudes. There is a harmonic that occurs at half the length of the string and sounds an octave higher than the fundamental. Another harmonic occurring at 2/3rd the length of the string is the perfect fifth, and so on. Synthesizers, with their abilities of sculpting harmonic levels, feeding back, and applying low-frequency oscillators, are able to create any sound imaginable. You may play a note on an instrument, but the sound that comes out may be entirely different, depending on the timbre. With the right settings, a single note can be made to sound like a chord, or may just sound like something many people may not associate with music at all....

There's much more to say about all that's beautiful about sound, but I will just leave it at that, saying that the music to me in life is how our notes resonate and reverberate and resound. So,... Send your sound out there, and see which frequencies it resonates on, and find out how long it takes to come back.



lyrics: Something in Turkish off of a song called "Haydi Kolkola" by Grup Yorum off of The Rough Guide to Turkey

colors: 430,000,000,000,000 Hz (red) to 750,000,000,000,000 Hz (violet)

mood: Okay.

chant/prayer/mantra: May all our sound be a chorus.


pax hominibus,
agape to all,
joel

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Monday, October 13, 2008

 

I approve of this video

An absurd interview with David Byrne circa the Stop Making Sense tour and live album.


pax hominibus,
agape to all,
joel

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Tuesday, September 2, 2008

 

A dream from the other night

I often have freaky dreams, and they don't bug me too much. In fact, I find them to be very inspirational sometimes. I had a very freaky dream the other night.

In this dream, I was a private in the military (complete with haircut I'm pretty sure), down on some military base in a hot climate. I was in a large reinforced concrete bathroom, emptying my bladder, when an earthquake happened. It seemed to go on for about 20 seconds, and I had found a less-than-clean place on the floor where I thought I'd be relatively safe. As it was fading and we were worrying about aftershocks, there was another soldier about ten feet away over by the sinks, singing (to reassure himself), "We are chariots. We are chariots. We are bizarre chariots. We're going to make it out of this world."

Wow. I woke up around 4:00am, and using my best drowsy voice got a recording of what he sang. I'm so glad I've got that little voice recorder. Anyway, if you combine the above-linked understanding of chariot with this blog entry from a while ago, and this recent tattoo post (the symbolism and pragmatic semiotics, not the picture itself) on the bmemodblog, I'm not sure exactly what to make of it, but it must mean something...


lyrics: "Amazing grace, how sweet the sound...."

colors: burnt,white, and blue

mood: steady, and ready

chant/prayer/mantra: may we all be, and be loosely connected.


pax hominibus,
agape to all,
joel

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Saturday, August 9, 2008

 

The Kinks

I'm supposed to be writing a sermon on spiritual health, but what I really want to do to pass the time right now is learn how to play songs by the Kinks on guitar. So far, I've been working on Catch Me Now I'm Falling, Art Lover, and Celluloid Heroes.

When I grew up, I used to listen to their One for the Road live two-disc album incessantly in my bedroom, and then Give the People What They Want, and Come Dancing with the Kinks. This brings me back so much, and now that I can play those chords, it makes me feel all sentimental.

lyrics: "I'm calling on citizens from all over the world. This is Captain America calling. I helped you out when you were down on your knees. So will you catch me now I'm falling."

colors: White, Grey, Black, Blue (and yellow and red). The colors of my favorite electric guitar.

mood: well... sentimental.

chant/prayer/mantra: music heals.


pax hominibus,
agape to all,
joel

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Friday, August 8, 2008

 

Onion Weekender Magazine Covers

In case you need a little levity, check here.

lyrics: Something or other by the Melvins off the ACID30bTextMix.MusicForAGoodWorkday mix. See picture below (click for full view).

colors: Orange, blue, and grey.

mood: Overwhelmed.

chant/prayer/mantra: Focus.



pax hominibus,
agape to all,
joel

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Sunday, January 20, 2008

 

Guess which state this picture was taken in?

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We were visiting relatives. We saw this along the side of the two-lane highway. We had to pull over to the side of the road and take a picture.

lyrics: "I'm calling on citizens from all over the world. This is Captain America calling. I helped you out when you were down on your knees. Won't you catch me now I'm falling?"

chant/prayer/mantra: That all things could have a beauty like this bicycle.







pax hominibus,
agape to all,
joel

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Friday, January 11, 2008

 

Guitar Tuning of the Day

Tuning: D#G#C#F#A#D# (mnemonic: David Geffen Company, Free and Demonstrative), or D#A#F#D#A#D#, or Standard Tuning.

Played: With the spirit of Revolve, by The Melvins (off Stoner Witch, not Electro-Retard.

Intro: [Growing Chant: "Emergency!...." x24, with pulsing single note melody of first string at the ninth fret]

Chorus: [guitar chords (string 6 to string 1, in any of the above tunings):
line 1: 999899, 777677, 444344; "world wake up today!"
line 2: 999899, 777677, 444344; "if you don't we'll be falling in a liminal place)." (bkgd vocals: "that's hell.")
line 3: 777677, 555455, 222122; "world wake up today!"
line 3: 777677, slide into 999899, 777677, 444344; "world wake up today!"

Verse One: [reminder of ever-present threat of nuclear annihilation, and 40-odd other ways we could do ourselves into extinction]

Chorus::
line 1: 999899, 777677, 444344; "world wake up today!"
line 2: 999899, 777677, 444344; "if you don't we'll be blowing into outer space!"
line 3: 777677, 555455, 222122; "world wake up today!"
line 3: 777677, slide into 999899, 777677, 444344; "world wake up today!"

Verse Two: [religious ideologues at each other's throats and media lies, adamant beliefs in the accuracy of the bible, qur'an, book of urantia, texe marrs, blah, blah, blah]

Chorus::
line 1: 999899, 777677, 444344; "world wake up today!"
line 2: 999899, 777677, 444344; "if you don't we may never see divinity's grace!"
line 3: 777677, 555455, 222122; "world wake up today!"
line 3: 777677, slide into 999899, 777677, 444344; "world wake up today!"

Verse Three: [spirit of christ returned after holy spirit got over the whole being xified thing and awoke enstrengthened]

Chorus::
line 1: 779997, 668886, 446664, 224442; "world wake up today!"
line 2: 779997, 668886, 446664, 668886, 446664, 224442, 0022200, 224442; "when you do, blah, blah, nice and cheery, sunshiney face!
line 3: 779997, 668886, 779997; "world wake up today!"
line 3: 779997, 668886, 779997; "world wake up today!"

Fade out:
"A voice cries out through the din."
"And all the peoples awake, all the people will know one another..."
"And all the peoples awake, all the people will love one another..."
"And all the peoples awake, all the people will trust one another..."
"And all the peoples awake, all the people will be with each other..."

"And all the peoples will know one another..."
"And all the peoples will know one another..."

lyrics: See above.

colors: Red, Creamy Off-white, Brown, Yellow, Light-Brown, Blue.

mood: excited, bewildered.

chant/prayer/mantra: l0ve and wAke up!

link: Ron Paul straight talking about the issues.


pax hominibus,
agape to all,
joel

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Saturday, December 22, 2007

 
Listening to ZZ Top 'cheap sunglasses' while reading about Zoroastrianism crossing WI in a Toyota 4Runner. Sometimes a song is just a song. I tried reading deeper into the lyrics, but I think the words might be all there is to this one.

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Wednesday, June 29, 2005

 

Recording Music equipment before selling

Today, I am downloading the latest build of Sound Forge so I can record our drums before we sell them. Can't say I'm sad to see them go as I had wanted a set of electronic drum triggers rather than real drums. Hand drums, I like the real thing, but drum trapkits take up a lot of space and take a lot of rhythmic intelligence to play well and keep the beat.

Tomorrow we're shipping a bunch of stuff to Australia, mostly ethnic clothes and musical instruments, but also an Electrix Warpfactory Vocoder. If you know anybody who needs a great big 6x12 guitar cabinet drop me a line.

Last night went to a party and had a really good time. I don't usually party on Tuesday nights (American Beauty style), but did just this once because we're moving out of town and it was good friends. It's good to be among friends where you can talk really truly freely and be yourself entirely. Someday I hope to be friends with EVERYONE, or is that an obtuse way of saying I'll say whatever's on my mind to whoever's nearby? 8v)

I still have a lot of stuff in my life that I don't really share. C'est la vie -- we all have our secrets, and meeting people is a lot like playing Stratego(tm), you never know what you encounter until they turn and show you their number side.

Joy.

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Sunday, June 26, 2005

 

A visit back to my favorite xtian church

Hi. Please note that I frequently use Xtian in place of Christian. If you are at all offended by this, get with the program right now and unoffend yourself. I don't have time for crap like that, and neither do you.

On Friday night, my wife and I went with my dad and stepmother to Peace Lutheran Church in Lauderdale, MN. When I was growing up, it was a very small congregation, and had an excellent minister with a wonderful vibe and deep insights and understanding. Since then, they've gone through a couple short term ministers, and now have a new minister that my parents just rave about. I got to meet him on Friday, and see the work he's done at the church. He had the most open and non-judgemental spirit I've seen in a long time, and very active with a surprising amount of energy and moxie.

Anyway, the church used to have red carpeted floors, with pews all facing the front where the altar was, along with the eucharist railing and the other trappings. Shortly after he arrived, they ripped up the carpet, somehow scared up $15000 for new chairs and pews, and turned the orientation of the church sideways, so that now everyone faces toward the front wall, in sort of a semicircle. And there is modern vibrant art posted on the walls, and large pieces of art hanging from the ceiling, including flags, a peace banner in many languages, and several crosses that had a soft comfortable feel to them, if that's possible (I'll try and be sure to provide my thoughts and opinions on the nature of crosses in the future, but will just preface that entry now by asking "was it most likely Jesus, his disciples, or the Roman Catholic church who decided that the symbology to use should be a cross?" I think Jesus would've chosen otherwise.) Don't get me wrong, I have a fascination with crosses, but also have spent a lot of time thinking about the dark psychological seeds that they plant in xtians. In the minister's office, he had a wall with probably twenty more crosses on it, all of them had a nice artistic feel to them, and not that spooky creepy feel to them.

But I digress... The main thing I wanted to say was that the church is so much more attractive. The minister I'd grown up with there had such an excellent aura that it was always fun and educational to be around him, but now this new minister also has applied his aura to the whole building. Frequently, churches have their crosses out front, and they're just crosses, or they're cold and intimidating in some way. This church just screams warm, friendly, open-minded community.

Why were we there on a Friday? Well, I wasn't going to be in town on Sunday, but wanted to meet this minister, who had gone to seminary right next door to the seminary I'll be going to. And also had wanted to see the changes. The event that evening was a community music show. There were three different artists/groups who played. First, a woman played a couple Rachmaninoff tunes (I'll correct that spelling later if I get the chance). Then a violin quartet played. While they played, I thought that it might be worthwhile at some point to get some classical violin sheet music, and learn to play it on guitar. The last group was a men's 50's-style Doo-wop quartet called the Fairlanes. Their tunes really brought me back to when I was in college and earlier and used to see barbershop quartet shows with my friend Paul. There's something about the showmanship that is just so catchy. Needless to say, my musical tastes have changed remarkably (I much prefer Melvins, Ministry, PJ Harvey, and John Coltrane, plus a wide wide variety of other tunes ranging from gabber to classical to jazz), but I still like a good show, no matter what it is.

Today, we're up at my mom and stepfather's place in NW Wisconsin, just hanging out together. Since we're moving to the Bay Area soon and won't see them quite as often, I'm glad I'm getting some time with them. Therefore, signing off to go do just that.

Hugs,
Joel

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