So, this http://www.urbandictionary.com is pretty much the coolest thing i've ever seen.
The reason?
You find out stuff like this http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=south+cadillac.
Friday, December 22, 2006
2 of my favs...
These are two of my favorite songs as of late.
"Jesus Christ" by Brand New--this song has brilliant insights
Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face
The kind you'd find on someone that could save
If they don't put me away
It'll be a miracle
Do you believe you're missing out
That everything good is happening somewhere else?
But with nobody in your bed
The night's hard to get through
And I will die all alone
And when I arrive I won't know anyone
Well Jesus Christ, I'm alone again
So what did you do those three days you were dead?
Cause this problem's gonna last more than the weekend.
Well Jesus Christ, I'm not scared to die,
I'm a little bit scared of what comes after
Do I get the gold chariot?
Do I float through the ceiling?
Do I divide and fall apart?
Cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark
And the ship went down in sight of land
And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands
I know you'll come in the night like a thief
But I've had some time, O Lord, to hone my lying technique
I know you think that I'm someone you can trust
But I'm scared I'll get scared and I swear I'll try to nail you back up
So do you think that we could work out a sign
So I'll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try
I know you're coming for the people like me
But we all got wood and nails
And we turn out hate in factories
But we all got wood and nails
And we turn out hate in factories
And we all got wood and nails
And we sleep inside of this machine.
"Monring Yearning" by Ben Harper
My fingers touch upon my lips
It’s a morning yearning
It’s a morning yearning
Pull the curtains shut try to keep it dark
But the sun is burning The sun is burning
The world awakens on the run
And we’ll soon be earning We’ll soon be earning
With hopes of better days to come
That’s a morning yearning Morning yearning Morning yearning…
Another day another chance to get it right
Must I still be learning?
Must I still be learning?
Baby crying kept us up all night
With her morning yearning
With her morning yearning Morning yearning…
Like a summer rose I’m a victim of the fall
But am soon returning
Soon returning
You’re love’s the warmest place the sun ever shines
My morning yearning
My morning yearning
Morning yearning…
"Jesus Christ" by Brand New--this song has brilliant insights
Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face
The kind you'd find on someone that could save
If they don't put me away
It'll be a miracle
Do you believe you're missing out
That everything good is happening somewhere else?
But with nobody in your bed
The night's hard to get through
And I will die all alone
And when I arrive I won't know anyone
Well Jesus Christ, I'm alone again
So what did you do those three days you were dead?
Cause this problem's gonna last more than the weekend.
Well Jesus Christ, I'm not scared to die,
I'm a little bit scared of what comes after
Do I get the gold chariot?
Do I float through the ceiling?
Do I divide and fall apart?
Cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark
And the ship went down in sight of land
And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands
I know you'll come in the night like a thief
But I've had some time, O Lord, to hone my lying technique
I know you think that I'm someone you can trust
But I'm scared I'll get scared and I swear I'll try to nail you back up
So do you think that we could work out a sign
So I'll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try
I know you're coming for the people like me
But we all got wood and nails
And we turn out hate in factories
But we all got wood and nails
And we turn out hate in factories
And we all got wood and nails
And we sleep inside of this machine.
"Monring Yearning" by Ben Harper
My fingers touch upon my lips
It’s a morning yearning
It’s a morning yearning
Pull the curtains shut try to keep it dark
But the sun is burning The sun is burning
The world awakens on the run
And we’ll soon be earning We’ll soon be earning
With hopes of better days to come
That’s a morning yearning Morning yearning Morning yearning…
Another day another chance to get it right
Must I still be learning?
Must I still be learning?
Baby crying kept us up all night
With her morning yearning
With her morning yearning Morning yearning…
Like a summer rose I’m a victim of the fall
But am soon returning
Soon returning
You’re love’s the warmest place the sun ever shines
My morning yearning
My morning yearning
Morning yearning…
Monday, December 11, 2006
El Dia de la Virgen de Guadalupe
Today commemorates the day in which Juan Diego crossed the hill of Tepeyac in order to attend Mass when he was met by the Virgen of Guadalupe. You can check out the story here http://www.mexconnect.com/mex_/guadalupe.html.
It's a holiday called The Day of the Virgen of Guadalupe and I'm saddened by the mysticism and straight up idol worship that has crept into Christianity. I'm speaking particularly of Latin American Catholicism, but in light of some discussions I have had with some people this week, it's applicable to various "Christian" sects out there right now. It's not a new thing. I'm thinking about Galatians and how Paul is passionate that the people have forsaken "Sola Gratia" (although not in Reformation terminology). His plea is a return to true Christianity where Christ alone cures our sin through Grace alone.
I'm watching a celebration on Univision that has different musical acts perform songs to the Virgen (a worship service to the Virgen, basically). In between, a priest reads scripture (and has a terrible Spanish accent I might add). Earlier they showed different Catholic church locations around North America and interviewed people who had come from all over. People were filled with gratitude for the miracles the Virgen had granted them. I'm reminded of the celebration to the Virgen in Cholula, where I was in Mexico. It was terribly saddening to see so many people, so many religious people, take something true and tweak it to something untrue.
*Right now one of the singers is taking a vocal break in the song to thank a picture of the Virgen for loving here and being with her always.
Some of you may have heard me say this before, but one of my first days in Puebla, I found myself in a cathedral. In the front right of the church was a statue of the Virgen with the words "Come to me all you who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest" written above her. I think that about sums it up.
Such a beautiful people. A people I am downright in love with. And yet they are caught up in idols in the very religion we share in name. I'm gonna go pray for them.
It's a holiday called The Day of the Virgen of Guadalupe and I'm saddened by the mysticism and straight up idol worship that has crept into Christianity. I'm speaking particularly of Latin American Catholicism, but in light of some discussions I have had with some people this week, it's applicable to various "Christian" sects out there right now. It's not a new thing. I'm thinking about Galatians and how Paul is passionate that the people have forsaken "Sola Gratia" (although not in Reformation terminology). His plea is a return to true Christianity where Christ alone cures our sin through Grace alone.
I'm watching a celebration on Univision that has different musical acts perform songs to the Virgen (a worship service to the Virgen, basically). In between, a priest reads scripture (and has a terrible Spanish accent I might add). Earlier they showed different Catholic church locations around North America and interviewed people who had come from all over. People were filled with gratitude for the miracles the Virgen had granted them. I'm reminded of the celebration to the Virgen in Cholula, where I was in Mexico. It was terribly saddening to see so many people, so many religious people, take something true and tweak it to something untrue.
*Right now one of the singers is taking a vocal break in the song to thank a picture of the Virgen for loving here and being with her always.
Some of you may have heard me say this before, but one of my first days in Puebla, I found myself in a cathedral. In the front right of the church was a statue of the Virgen with the words "Come to me all you who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest" written above her. I think that about sums it up.
Such a beautiful people. A people I am downright in love with. And yet they are caught up in idols in the very religion we share in name. I'm gonna go pray for them.
Friday, December 08, 2006
drugs, guns, and glam-shots...we are pop-culture icons.
A few days ago The Jubilee Year had its second band photo shoot ever. It was the first one with the newly re-formed band. There was a lot of living up to do since our first shoot, that took place about 2 years ago, was one of the funnest things we've probably ever done together as a band. But, alas, the shoot lived up.
It started with everyone harrasing everyone else about some insignificant thing. For instance, our drummer, Casey, wanted to wear this bright green "Cuban Soul Revival" shirt. He was insistent (in a joking way), and it was pretty dang funny to give him a hard time about it.
But the fun really started as we were staking out spots to "do our thang." We were in some part of Nashville I'd never been to (where the Yazoo Brewing plant is) and we noticed this awesome old green house/store. We continued past and set up shop elsewhere, but on the return, we decided it would make for some awesome photos. So, we are about to turn right at this local grocery which backed up to the green house, when we noticed five fairly scandalous individuals seemingly doing nothing. I'm not sure if you know this, but it's not normal to do nothing on a street corner in the "hood." We're roling slowly at this point, about to make the turn past them, when a car turns in front of us, rolls down the passenger side window, and asks them a short question, which they then respond to, and an exchange of some sort. Now, from my experience watching cops, I know that every drug deal in the world which involves a street corner and a car looks the same--JUST LIKE THAT! So, we all freak out and yell things like, "HOLY CRAP, GO!" and "DUDE, THAT WAS A FREAKIN' DRUG DEAL!" Needless to say, we took our business elsewhere. Not the end.
We're continuing to another "locale" (photo lingo), up 8th avenue and behind Greer Stadium. As we are turning onto the Greer Stadium road, P.J. yells, "Dude, real bullet holes!" We all notice a car turning beside us that has two REAL bullet holes in the driver side door. These were not to be mistaken for those bullet hole stickers that the "cool" kids put on their cars. Yeah, that's the way the day was going. Also not the end.
We continued to the spot behind Greer Stadium, which none of us minus the photographer had ever been to before, and decided to set up in an "alley," which was really a walkway that led to an entrance to some sort of porch/cement company (I don't know either). So, we're shooting some photos, looking voluptuous when a woman wearing all camouflage comes out and stairs. We keep shooting, cause if you ignore something uncomfortable, it will go away. She finally says, "Whatcha doin' guys?" as if she had just caught us in the midst of the worst crime ever.
"Just taking some band pictures," we responded. She made her way slyly toward us.
"I coulda shot you!" she said. (We all laugh nervously) "It's not funny. I know it sounds extreme, but I could have. We don't have many people come around here. I could've shot you thinking you were up to no good!"
At this point w'ere all thinking, "Man, she's actually serious."
"Next time," she says, "just come in and ask first."
Ok, so, I may be alone on this one, but if she was going to shoot us for posing for photos on the walkway, would she not be more prone to shoot us if we come INSIDE the plant uninvited. Just a thought.
Needless to say, she did not shoot us. In fact, she let us keep taking photos. I think Casey pood his pants though.
And that is the story of the Dec. 6th, Jubilee Year photo shoot.
You can check out some of the pics at www.myspace.com/thejubileeyear
It started with everyone harrasing everyone else about some insignificant thing. For instance, our drummer, Casey, wanted to wear this bright green "Cuban Soul Revival" shirt. He was insistent (in a joking way), and it was pretty dang funny to give him a hard time about it.
But the fun really started as we were staking out spots to "do our thang." We were in some part of Nashville I'd never been to (where the Yazoo Brewing plant is) and we noticed this awesome old green house/store. We continued past and set up shop elsewhere, but on the return, we decided it would make for some awesome photos. So, we are about to turn right at this local grocery which backed up to the green house, when we noticed five fairly scandalous individuals seemingly doing nothing. I'm not sure if you know this, but it's not normal to do nothing on a street corner in the "hood." We're roling slowly at this point, about to make the turn past them, when a car turns in front of us, rolls down the passenger side window, and asks them a short question, which they then respond to, and an exchange of some sort. Now, from my experience watching cops, I know that every drug deal in the world which involves a street corner and a car looks the same--JUST LIKE THAT! So, we all freak out and yell things like, "HOLY CRAP, GO!" and "DUDE, THAT WAS A FREAKIN' DRUG DEAL!" Needless to say, we took our business elsewhere. Not the end.
We're continuing to another "locale" (photo lingo), up 8th avenue and behind Greer Stadium. As we are turning onto the Greer Stadium road, P.J. yells, "Dude, real bullet holes!" We all notice a car turning beside us that has two REAL bullet holes in the driver side door. These were not to be mistaken for those bullet hole stickers that the "cool" kids put on their cars. Yeah, that's the way the day was going. Also not the end.
We continued to the spot behind Greer Stadium, which none of us minus the photographer had ever been to before, and decided to set up in an "alley," which was really a walkway that led to an entrance to some sort of porch/cement company (I don't know either). So, we're shooting some photos, looking voluptuous when a woman wearing all camouflage comes out and stairs. We keep shooting, cause if you ignore something uncomfortable, it will go away. She finally says, "Whatcha doin' guys?" as if she had just caught us in the midst of the worst crime ever.
"Just taking some band pictures," we responded. She made her way slyly toward us.
"I coulda shot you!" she said. (We all laugh nervously) "It's not funny. I know it sounds extreme, but I could have. We don't have many people come around here. I could've shot you thinking you were up to no good!"
At this point w'ere all thinking, "Man, she's actually serious."
"Next time," she says, "just come in and ask first."
Ok, so, I may be alone on this one, but if she was going to shoot us for posing for photos on the walkway, would she not be more prone to shoot us if we come INSIDE the plant uninvited. Just a thought.
Needless to say, she did not shoot us. In fact, she let us keep taking photos. I think Casey pood his pants though.
And that is the story of the Dec. 6th, Jubilee Year photo shoot.
You can check out some of the pics at www.myspace.com/thejubileeyear
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