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WHO 2!!

Tonite is the night! Seeing The Who again with killer seats! I also suffering from a concussion (more on that later) so it should be interesting! I can't focus long enough for a brilliant post but tonight will rock!!

Labels: music

posted by Unknown @ 12:17 PM 2 comments

Songpull Song Lyrics

My first Songpull is tomorrow night! I plan to use these lyrics for my Songpull song. I have until tomorrow night to write the guitar parts.

BAD DREAM

Tell me it was all a bad dream

Tell me there is something I can do

Tell me I can take back time

Tell me I didn't really hurt you

Say we can start over again

Say last night didn't mean a thing

Say everything's gonna be alright

Say you still want to hear me sing

Good intentions lead to disaster

Memories burn forever after

Wishing for a miracle but the skies won't part

There are no take backs to a broken heart

She sleeps alone, her lipstick still on

Unlit candles sit waiting on the shelf

She dreams alone, still wearing her dress

He's nowhere surrounded by himself

Swear it never happened

Swear you never saw a thing

Swear at me if you need to

Swear you still love me

posted by Unknown @ 4:14 PM 4 comments

Santana, My Cross, And Crazy Faith

This just in from What is Enlightenment magazine. I ran into this e-zine a while back and get newsletters. While not a huge fan of Santana, I did love his old stuff, he has always been vocal about spirituality. I love what he says at the end. Read the whole article HERE.

WIE: You grew up Catholic, and then at a certain point became interested in Eastern religion, and then returned to Christianity. Does Christianity, or any traditional religion, continue to play a role in your life?

CARLOS: Well, it's indoctrination; that's just what it is. It's like branding a cow with guilt, shame, judgment, condemnation, and fear?that's what religion has meant to me. I get in trouble a lot with the press and with TV because I say that I don't subscribe to the three P's: politicians, pimps, and the Pope. I think that all three of them are designed to sell you fear. And if we are going to move to a new world, we've got to work with joy?the opposite of guilt, shame, judgment, condemnation, and fear. There's nothing spiritual about telling people, "You've got to be like a Christ. You've got to carry your own cross." What the hell is that? Are you telling me that we only come to this world to suffer? What kind of perverted God would do that? But nevertheless, a lot of religions have that as their basic foundation. And people swallow it, believe it, and then you have a whole bunch of seriously professional victims.

DID CHRIST ONLY SUFFER?
Don't get hung up on the "You've got to be like Christ" part, his focus is on the perception of so many people, mostly Christians, that we were sent here to suffer and carry our cross. Honestly, I am damn tired of lugging around my cross. I am tired of dragging my garbage with me where everI go. It's tied around my neck so when I want to jump up and down like a joyful child, I am pulled back to the ground..."where I belong"...well bullshit. I may have this whole cross thing out of context but chalk it up to reading Hunter S. Thompson. And look at him now!

I have suffered so much in my life. As a child, I witnessed terrible things. I survived incidents that would make good fiction. But God told me He would take all that away from me. And He does, when I let Him. Often times I don't. I listen to the demons. I listen to the old voices. I jump in freedom, and I get pulled down by the neck.

CRAZY FAITH
I was driving my son home from his youth group the other night and we talked about faith. He gave me a huge compliment. I told him you need to have insane crazy faith in God and go for it. I ranted about religion versus spirituality. I was yelling and laughing and driving quite erratically. Then he said something to the effect of...

"How come you are the only person I know who acts like that? Not even people at church talk that way. You have crazy faith. I don't get that at church."

I was a proud man. At that moment in time, I didn't have shit hanging around my neck to pull me down. I was honored by a skinny, handsome, talented, 13 year old boy. I was blessed by God. He reminded me what I have inside of me. A wild barbaric faith. In lies hope and intense love. He talked through my son, because He knows many times I can't hear His.

posted by Unknown @ 11:22 AM 3 comments

Long Time Coming: Songpull Phoenix

OK. I am doing it. I am hosting a Songpull at my house next week. I almost shot for this Friday but I am broke and can't sport any beer! BUT I sent out some invites via email and hope I get at least 3 guys to show up with guitars. There is something inside me that tells me this is important, not in the music biz BS way but artistically.

I recently realized that just playing guitar in church, or even writing songs in my office is not enough for me. I need to hook up with other muscians outside of my little world. I sent out the emails and hope I get a response.

Zaque, get on a plane and get down here!

I check out the pulls online and my heart jumps. I want to hear other people's songs. I want to play my songs for other people. I NEED IT! I am getting off my butt. Ryan Adams said out of 15 pieces of shit comes one good song but you need to write everyday. My soul is calling. My soul is crying.

Songpull Phoenix is going to happen. Yes, it is.

posted by Unknown @ 12:44 PM 3 comments

Guitar and Pen Friday: Worship 1

My first attempt at writing a worship song is inspired by a CD given to me by PTfan. Listening to Morningstar:Battlefield this morning I was reminded of the lack of decent "Christian" music. This old revelation made me think about God's voice and how I hear Him. I am SO BORED with today's music that says it is for God's glory. Yes, to each his own, but for me, I liked to be moved.

Here is my offering, if not my sacrifice.

posted by Unknown @ 4:36 PM 4 comments